LOGINWhen Armand was taken to the hospital for what seemed to be a fatal drug overdose, he thought it was the end of him. His brain had not fully recovered from the previous overdose he had suffered only days earlier, and the fact that he had stopped breathing for some time was something very few people, if any, would survive.
They pumped his stomach, put him on a ventilator, heart monitor, and every medical support tool they could provide to Armand Lombardo that night, and he miraculously defied the odds and started breathing again.
Pasquale was the first person on site after the Chef answered his phone and called emergency. The boy was limp on his bed with white foam coming out of his mouth. His eyes flipped, and he could only see the white parts from his parted eyelids. He wasn’t breathing, and he looked very much dead.
The first and last thing on his mind was, where is Ariana?
The Chef said she was nowhere to be found. She was calling them for dinner and got no answer. Once she decided to peek into the bedroom, Armand’s body was all she could find.
What happened there that night? It must have something to do with Arturo’s head and limbs that were left on his porch that same night. Had she taken off again with her kidnapper?
Pasquale LaPenna was a man of honor and hard work. His job was to ensure that the Lombardo and Montenero family legacy was taken care of and maintained. So he did what was best at the time. He made sure the doctors took every measure possible to keep the only heir of the Lombardo family alive, while the missing one could wait.
Armand’s chances of surviving were very bleak. Even if he were to be able to come back from his coma, he might have permanent brain damage. There was less than a 1% chance of him fully recovering from the ordeal.
Pasquale had to come up with new plans—elaborate plans to keep the family business running, maintain power, and stay on top of the hierarchy. The family was suddenly in a very vulnerable state, with Armand lying helpless in the hospital and Ariana’s disappearance. The other families were making allies here and there and plotting against them.
He was an experienced man. He had been in the business longer than most of the other family members, and he knew exactly how to play the game.
He could see how these young generations were not equipped for the duties. It takes courage, sacrifice, and dedication to keep the family running. Armand was too young and volatile. He was reckless with his wife, and Ariana was hurt. That was all there was to it. He had known these kids since they were little, and he was sure neither of them had the bones to kill each other.
So he lets her disappear while he waits for what fate awaits Armand at the end of his unconscious state. He keeps the business running to show the other families that the Lombardo-Montenero estate is as strong as it has ever been. He shows no mercy to those who violate the rules, but he knows he can’t keep the status quo for very long if Armand eventually does not wake up from his coma.
Five months have passed, and the boy opened his eyes.
They had just opened, staring blankly into nothing. There was no other movement, no response to sound or touch, just the eyes.
The doctors said it was common for coma patients to awaken gradually; whether he would come back fully into his usual state or not was yet to be seen. He would be put under surveillance and would have to undergo many therapies in the future. At that moment, Armand Lombardo was nothing more than a zombie, a person coming back from the dead.
“Tell no one,” Pasquale instructed the entire hospital to keep the lid on the news. He demanded that no word be spoken about Armand’s condition until they could be sure that he had recovered cognitively from the coma. So when the news hit the TV stations, Armand had been awake for nearly two weeks and was able to respond to questions.
When he finally spoke, the first word that came out of his mouth was “Ariana.”
He remembered his wife. That much, Pasquale could work on. Things were not that simple, though. Ariana was a loose cannon; she never showed any interest in continuing her family’s legacy, and she had made herself disappear twice since she was married. Even if he could find her and get her back, would she be able to be relied upon to keep the business running?
Pasquale had thought about it, which is why he approached Cossimo’s cousin, Massimo, and his son, Matteo, to join him in preserving the family legacy. This, too, would create another problem once the young Don had awakened.
Diego was practicing his new routine at the headquarters: target practice. Different types of guns were lined up next to him as he emptied the ammunition one weapon at a time. His eyes were focused on the target at a 200-meter range. He didn’t miss a single shot.Tony came by to update him on the mission—a mission to which he had succumbed and committed himself.“Ariana had been reunited with her husband,” Tony began.Diego refilled his ammo in silence and started shooting again. It had been over a week since she had been flown to Lancaster, and this was the first he had heard of any news about her.“It was a successful transition ... she didn’t get any challenge from the family ... yet.”Diego put down his gun and moved to the gun next to it.“They’re going to have an internal meeting within the Lombardo-Montenero family; somebody killed Carlos Messina ... nobody knows who did it yet ... our best guest is one of the other families; they want to start a war.”Sometimes, Tony gives out
“New reports are coming in on the development of the Lombardo-Montenero case.Carlos Messina was found dead this morning during house arrest, awaiting trial for the Lombardo-Montenero wedding massacre in June last year.The 68-year-old tycoon was accused of orchestrating the attack on his business rival's family. Incriminating evidence was found at the crime scene, and a series of threats against Cossimo Lombardo was recorded, which pointed to the Messinas dynasty as the culprit of the threats.However, Carlos Messina denied any allegations against him and his family and filed a countersuit against Armand Lombardo for defamation and false accusations.The case had been halted since Armand Lombardo fell into a coma six months ago, and the case is now being postponed again after the death of the sole suspect in the attack. Police are investigating the cause of the death of Carlos Messina. We will have more on this later. Stay tuned.”Pasquale stood by the bedroom window, looking out to
They flew Ariana back to Lancaster and placed her in the heart of the city. They left breadcrumbs everywhere for Pasquale’s men to find her and made it look as if their effort had paid off, as if they had finally found the missing Princess.She was picked up from a convenience store where she was buying her everyday stuff. They ushered her into the family limo without resistance, and she met Pasquale inside the car, just like old times.“Hello, Ariana ... it’s good to see you again,” Pasquale greeted her with a suspicious smile.She couldn’t say the same thing to him, so she kept silent.“I’m surprised to find you here in Lancaster ... I thought you’d be in Guatemala or Guyana somewhere,” he said calmly.She took off her hoodie and was dressed casually, the way she had been for the past six months. “I came back here when I heard the news.”He raised his brows. “Really? So you were thinking about coming back?”She swallowed hard. “I wanted to see how he’s doing,” she said, clearing her
Something changed inside him after that meeting. He turned inward and kept to himself—silent, lost in his thoughts, alone with his demons.Everybody lied to him.The government lied to him when they killed his parents and took away his youth from under him. Tony lied when he told him the mission was for his benefit. Ariana lied when she threw her arms around his neck and told him she wanted to run away with him. She lied when she said she didn’t want to go back to Armand. That meant she lied when she told him she loved him.Their lies have brought him to that place. He was neither here nor there. He has no past to return to or future to look forward to.Tony entered his cell with a stack of documents in his hands. He placed them on the table and took one folder to open.“These are the men you have managed to put to death these past 10 years,” Tony said, then read their names, ages, occupations, and the places where they were assassinated. It was Diego’s lifelong work.“I kept track of
He didn’t just ask for the monitor to be placed in his cell so he could look at Ariana. He wanted it there so he could study where she was kept. He had managed to release himself from his shackles and figure out how to get out of his cell, and after a few days of observing the live feed, he knew exactly where she was.When the lights went out at 8 PM, he put his plan in motion. He sneaked out of his cell and passed the guards undetected. He had his sniper’s footsteps and hiding ability. He made his way to the fourth floor of the building, where Ariana was held in one of the rooms.The holding facility had a similar routine to that of a prison. The room was dark; she was already in bed. He picked the lock on the door and went inside. He could see her silhouette covered in a blanket. It was the room he had been watching 24 hours a day for the past 10 days.He put his hand on her mouth. Her eyes bulged in terror. He put his index finger to his lips. When she recognized him, she calmed do
When Armand was taken to the hospital for what seemed to be a fatal drug overdose, he thought it was the end of him. His brain had not fully recovered from the previous overdose he had suffered only days earlier, and the fact that he had stopped breathing for some time was something very few people, if any, would survive.They pumped his stomach, put him on a ventilator, heart monitor, and every medical support tool they could provide to Armand Lombardo that night, and he miraculously defied the odds and started breathing again.Pasquale was the first person on site after the Chef answered his phone and called emergency. The boy was limp on his bed with white foam coming out of his mouth. His eyes flipped, and he could only see the white parts from his parted eyelids. He wasn’t breathing, and he looked very much dead.The first and last thing on his mind was, where is Ariana?The Chef said she was nowhere to be found. She was calling them for dinner and got no answer. Once she decided







