CHAPTER 32: MORE KILLING

In Italy, there are four main mafia families that have influence all over the country, including politics. They have pawns even in the country's politics and run many legal and illegal businesses. These families are the Cassano family, the Nuvoletta family, and the Di Lauro family. These three families can be said to be the wealthiest in the country, and they have absolute power. The fourth family is the Carlos family, dreaded by every mafia family in the country, including the government, because they operate on an international scale.

Each of the three families has its own base and city. They have their main branch in Rome, but most of their operations are carried out in their respective cities. The Di Lauro family controls Naples, the capital city of Campania. The Cassano family controls Messina city, located in the northeast of Sicily. The Nuvoletta family controls Catania city, located on the east coast of Sicily, while the Carlos family controls Palermo city, the capital of Sicily, and Reggio Calabria city, located in the Calabria region; it is far more than a city.

Inside the Di Lauro family house, the family head, a middle-aged man who had just taken control of the family, sat on a chair, looking at the screen in front of him. Wallace's face was on the screen, with a man sitting on a chair tied to it. It was the leader of the group that had kidnapped Emilia earlier.

"Good evening," Wallace greeted.

"I know the leader of the Di Lauro family is watching this." Wallace smiled.

"You see, I have no business with you guys. I'm just here to revive the Carlos family, so don't let's butt heads. I don't mind rewriting the mafia legend of the city by myself. I'm not afraid of anything, and you guys are the ones who should be afraid. I'm not someone you can toy with," Wallace said, and then shot the man in the head.

The family head gritted his teeth and threw the glass in his hand against the wall.

"Boss," a man walked into the living room.

"The Cassano and Nuvoletta families have called for a meeting tomorrow," the man said.

Wallace walked downstairs and looked at the two men downstairs.

"Boss," they bowed.

"Take care of the bodies and go into hiding the moment you finish. There will be a lot of trouble," he said, putting his hand into his pocket and walking away while humming a tune.

"So charismatic," one of the guys said.

"Hmm," Wallace got into his car, but he felt something was wrong with one of his connections. His phone rang, and it was Antonio.

"Boss, Laura and Lucia have been kidnapped," Antonio said.

"I'll take care of it," Wallace said, and started his car, driving off.

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Meanwhile, earlier that day, Laura and Lucia had passed out from the pain of their evolution when men in black broke into their apartment and carried them away. They were asleep throughout the time they were being carried. They were bundled into a van that drove out of the neighborhood towards the outskirts of the city, where there were many uncompleted buildings. They were carried into a building where an old man was waiting for them - the president of Storm Corporation.

"Why are they sleeping?" the man asked.

"We don't know. We've tried to wake them up, but they still won't wake up, no matter what we do," the head of the guards answered.

"I need them to sign this agreement," the CEO said.

"Wake them up, no matter what method you use," he commanded.

The men tied Laura and Lucia to chairs and brought a bucket of cold water, pouring it on them.

"Ahh," Laura gasped as she woke up, but she still felt weak. Her body was trying to adapt to the evolution she had undergone. The pain kept getting worse.

"Mrs. Laura, we meet again," he said.

"Hmm," she frowned, her blurry vision seeing the man.

"I told you that the next time we met, it wouldn't be peaceful," he said.

"We just need you to sign this agreement," he said, handing over the document containing the agreement to transfer the shares to him.

"Do you think I'm the owner of those shares?" she asked.

"No, but signing means I'll get them," he said.

"Or you'll die today," he said.

"I think you'll be the one dying," a voice was heard from outside, followed by a series of shots. The five guards in the room fell to the floor, dead. Wallace walked towards the man, who looked at him with dread evident on his face.

"Boss," Laura said, smiling. Wallace arrived in front of the man,

"You see, I was willing to use the law to play with you. Even when you pulled underhanded tricks, I still didn't do anything, but you've crossed the line," Wallace said.

"Please forgive me," the man knelt on the floor.

"You want to ask for my forgiveness when you've taken it this far?" Wallace pointed the gun at his head.

"No, no," he nodded vigorously, trying to beg for forgiveness as he saw his life flash before his eyes.

"Bang!" A shot was heard. After a minute, the man could still feel his body.

"Ah, ah," he shouted as he sat, losing all strength in his leg.

"I would love to kill you, but it would be too troublesome," Wallace said.

"I'm giving you a day to transfer all your shares, all ten percent to her. After a day, you will definitely die," he said, and walked towards Laura.

"Boss, I'm useless," she said, hanging her head down in shame.

"It's no worries, it's just like worrying over my children," he said, untying her.

"Can you walk?" he asked.

"No," she said, embarrassed.

"I was forcefully woken up, and I've lost most of the feeling in my body," she answered.

"I agree with your earlier statement," Wallace sighed. A minute later, he walked out with two bundles on his arms.

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Around 10 pm, the CEO of Storm Corporation, under the lead of several guards, walked into the province president's apartment, where he saw a man in his fifties waiting. He bowed as he greeted the man.

"President," he greeted.

"How was the encounter with him?" the president asked.

"It was dreadful," the CEO answered.

"He has only given me a day to transfer all shares under my name to him. He wants to take absolute control over the company," he answered.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to prance around for long. The president has already stepped in, and you know what happens when the president of a nation steps in," the man said.

"You just have to be moved to my villa for the meantime," he said.

The following morning, at Silica Valley, in an influential hotel, the top floor was booked by the three mafia families. They all arrived at the room. The head of the Di Lauro family, a middle-aged man, the head of the Cassano family, an old man walking with a staff but still looking valiant, and the head of the Nuvoletta family, neither too young nor too old, all stood at the edge of the tables as they sat together.

"You know the reason I called you here," the old man of the Cassano family (Simone Cassano) said.

"Why do you call three families just to deal with some dregs from some fallen families?" the man from the Nuvoletta family (Lorenzo Nuvoletta) asked.

"You haven't been there, so you don't know what happened," Simone said.

"My kid took close to a hundred guards to get him, but we only came back home with five guards, and my son almost died. The guy is crazy," Simone said.

"And invincible," Matteo said.

"I sent men after him, but none of them survived. He even called me and killed the head of my men in front of me. He's just like a ghost," Beppe Di Laura said.

"What are we going to do then?" Lorenzo asked.

"He is just a man, and he just happens to be the pillar of the Carlos family. We three also joined hands to deal with their former head, so it's not too late now. Let's deal with him, and it will not be too late for us to disband then," Simone said.

"What's the plan then?" Lorenzo asked.

"We can't use his family to deal with him because his family wants to kill him, so we have to face him alone. We will use numbers to overwhelm him," Simone smiled.

"I like the sound of that," Lorenzo said, smiling as well.