Chapter 3 : Arizona here I come

Mafia's Nemesis

In the ambiance of the police station, Captain Morgan swung an unprovoked fist at Antonio's face.

The crispy sound echoed through the station, leaving everyone in daze.

Antonio's chin lifted just a fraction as he glowered at the Captain.

"Getting violent with me means that you'd better kill me, because if you don't…it has a hefty price attached to it." Each word crawled out of his mouth, slow and deliberate, like venom.

"I will gladly pay the price when it's time, but for now", the Captain paused, slipping the key out of the lock.

He purposely dangled it to Antonio's face, "You're in my Custody". His voice was a rasp whisper.

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Meanwhile at the Gulf of Mexico , The Don's ship sailed gently on the inky waters, its creaks and groans blending with the rhythmic slap of waves against the hull.

A Kingpin from Russia 'Vladimir Artem' had come to strike a deal, so Don Lucas threw a little strip party as a welcome.

"Lucas!," Vladimir called excitedly in his Russian accent.

A Mexican sl*t was riding on his cock in reverse cowgirl position, her perky boobs bouncing around in a slapdash speed.

"Yes", Lucas aced a slow, crooked smile at Vladimir, "Mexican chicks are top-notched..Therefore enjoy"

Vladimir's hands grabbed the girl's waist in position and immediately he increased his thrust.

Removing his member completely before going in again , the girl could feel his member directly reaching her womb but she played along.

After a few more moans Vladimir felt his balls contract, he gritted his teeth tightly as he spasm , pouring his seed into her receptive cunt.

"That's enough", the Kingpin croaked, waiting for his muscles to relax.

The woman got off his body and went on her knees.

She jerked the last cum off his member and licked him clean like a pro, zipping his pants when she was done.

"Lucas, Can I keep her?" Vladimir asked immediately the girl's retreating figure disappeared.

Lucas tilted his head just slightly, the motion eerily calm, like he was deciding whether Vladimir was worth sparing."

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Vladimir continued,

"How much to take her to Russia with me ?"

Lucas pushed back his hair with a casual swipe, a faint smile curling his lips.

In-between drags from his tobacco he muttered , "Mexican breeds are quite expensive"

"Name it", Vladimir reckoned. "I want to sample that pu**y on my Casino table for a dirty orgy".

"Since we are about to seal another deal, I'm giving her as a leverage to y—". Lucas got interrupted by Casso passing the phone to him

He tilted his head questionably, the intensity of his gaze almost lethal.

"Sorry Boss, it involves Bruno 'gangster's tough guy',"

Lucas immediately snatched the phone hearing that Blade Knuckle's was involved,

"Go on, what's the situation?" Lucas's deep voice reverberated into the phone.

“Big Popsy, Blade got arrested." Grinch hinted. "I already sent countless mouthpieces 'gangster lawyers' , but the fuzz 'Police Captain' is proving stubborn”.

Lucas took a long drag from his Shisha pipe and puffed out the smoke,

“We have offered him some dough 'money' but he is bent on prosecuting Blade” Grinch added waiting for Lucas's instructions.

Don Lucas let the silence stretch unbearably, his men standing like statues.

His fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest, each tap deliberate, like a countdown to something's end. "

"Don't do anything else, I'm on my way" Lucas spoke, with the calm precision of a man about to orchestrate a symphony of pain.

He flicked his wrist at Casso and the room dissolved into chaos.

“Partner, is everything okay?” Vladimir asked as the entire room bowed beneath the weight of Lucas' silent command.

"Yeah", Lucas replied sharply. "My boys will deliver your heat & moonshine 'ammunition & c*caine' tonight."

"Okay", Vladimir straightened himself fully , solidifying their deal with a handshake.

Lucas escorted him out to his ship, before his crew sailed off to Enchanted Hills.

>>> At the police station<<<

"Yes Sir, I will proceed with his bail." It was the Captain's voice on the phone with his Senior.

Ever since he turned down Antonio's lawyer's bail request, he has been receiving countless calls from his Seniors & higher authorities, pressurizing him to release Antonio.

Jordan stared at him as he slammed his phone onto the table.

"Are they still insisting on his release ?"

Captain Morgan nodded imperceptibly, His eyes deepening in thoughts,

"Mr Hunt has turned out to be a hierarchy strife...everyone is trying to bail him out, even the Commissioner." Captain Morgan rested on his chair observationally.

"Something is fishy, but what can it be ?".

Jordan knew Morgan for possessing the knack of whisking his way out of tight spots, but Antonio's case was obviously messing with his head.

"So do you suggest we release him ?" Jordan's voice broke the Captain's haze.

Captain Morgan strained his gaze at Jordan, "That's t—".

The Captain's ringing phone interrupted him.

Holding the phone to his ear, Morgan immediately flared up to his feet.

"Yes Sir!", he echoed into the phone, a silent testament of his allegiance to the person on the phone.

Jordan followed behind him, unsure of what was about to unfold.

>>>>>Skyhaven international airport, <<<<<<

Nevena Bachvarov can be seen, as she nestled in the waiting area with other passengers,

Cladded in high-waisted jeans and a fitted t-shirt, she slurped her coffee from a paper cup, while her eyes overlooked the tarmac.

Planes were lined up like patient birds, waiting to take flight.

Nevena adjusted her scarf, glancing around at the travelers bustling around.

Her eyes however landed on a young couple, hands entwined, basking in each other's eyes.

A faint smile played on her lips, and for a moment, a wistful glint appeared in her eyes.

"It could have been her and Alexandria". Nevena bledded inwardly,

Her hands instinctively clutched her journal, where she had sketched out a list of places to visit in Arizona.

Unable to bear the sight, she quickly looked away, her attention drawn back to her dinging phone.

Her thumbs fly across the keyboard as she responds to the notification.

It was Stefan asking if she was feeling any side effects, after taking the medication he prescribed.

"No..., everything's fine", Nevena replied with a relaxed posture.

She scrolls through her phone, replying to messages but every so often, she glances at her watch. Her eyes darting back to the departure board, willing the clock hands to move faster.

After some minutes, the announcement for boarding Arizona crackled out of the intercom.

"Attention passengers!!, Boarding for Flight 372 to International Airport is now open. Please proceed to Gate 19 with your boarding pass."

A small smile spreads through Nevena's face, a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation.

For a moment she sat and watched Arizona passengers roll their suitcase wheels against tiled floors, as they headed to Gate 19.

With a deep inhalation, she stood and stretched herself, smoothing her t-shirt afterwards.

With a final glance at the departure board, she shoulders her bag which has been standing sentinel beside her, and joins the stream of passengers flowing towards the gate.

With each step, her confidence grew, and her shoulders squared. She reached the gate and got cleared.

Sitting on the seat assigned to her, she momentarily closed her eyes, imagining the cities and cobblestone alleys she'd soon explore.

"Arizona here I Come!!"

>>>>>At the police station<<<<<

Captain Morgan stood with arms crossed, his cold , unforgiving gaze fixated on Antonio behind bars.

"No.., I can't do this" Captain Morgan throated, turning to go back to his office, but the telephone adjacent to the wall rang.

He tipped the receiver and placed it on his ear,

"Yes Sir", Captain Morgan mumbled before slamming the receiver back into its socket.

"Sheesh, I still can't believe everyone is on your Case ", the Captain spat looking at Antonio.

Left with no option, he signed the bail papers with Antonio. But instead of the Captain letting him go.

He knocked Antonio out and snuck him away to the Ozonic confinement Station without the knowledge of others.

Ozonic station confinement was a structure in the outskirts of Enchanted Hills, known only to a few people.

The workers there are usually about 20 people that have proven their loyalty & passion to serving Justice.

Don Lucas was informed about Captain's action, and the rest of the story made headlines.

"Just the mistake I wanted him to make", Lucas smirks, putting the phone away.

The peaceful atmosphere at the Ozonic station confinement site was suddenly broken by the sound of cars swapping in.

"Pang!Pang!!" It was the sound of something tapping on the wall.

Vigilant Antonio immediately went flat on the floor, because he was familiar with that tactic.

The Captain stared at his childish display, "Antonio! Have you finally lost it ?" he asked, staring at him in surprise.

Antonio kept mute, gearing up for action.

The goons, under the command of Lucas, launched the grenade straight at the confinement site.

"Boom!!" ,

The exploding sound shook the building, destroying the entrance door while the window glasses shattered.

The whole building was plunged into darkness, while the ammunition smoke covered everywhere.

Captain Morgan and his team reached for their service revolver and stationed it for a counter attack.

Lucas' goons spread out as they approach the building, the faint creak of their boots on the shattered glasses, blended with the metallic click of their weapons being cocked

Casso, who was in the lead of the operation, gestured to the others and they opened fire.

With each step into the building, bullet cases clink and bounce on the tiled floor around their boots,

The flickering of the sensor bulb and the electric circuit sparks, casted an eerie reflection of their presence.

Morgan's team returned fire, but the goons continued their onslaught taking down one cop after the other, soon it was only Morgan left.

Seeing the kind of advanced weapons that surrounded him, Captain Morgan got basked in sweat.

All he heard was one simple cut, and the bars keeping Antonio away from freedom fell to the floor.

Antonio 'Blade knuckles' stepped out of his cell and headed straight to the Captain who was now bound to a chair.

"Hey Captain!" Anthony called in a hoarse tone. His dark, unforgiving gaze fixated on Morgan.

"How did they find out about here ?", Captain Morgan asked, his eyes darting across the men standing on guard.

Jordan stepped forward from behind Casso.

"Jordan?", the Captain called in surprise.

"Forgive me Captain" , Jordan apologized sarcastically, "Their alimony was too enticing to decline."

"You made a terrible mistake of ratting on your own department", Captain Morgan gritted, gripping the rope he was ligatured with.

"Shame on you Jordan, you don't deserve to be called a protector of the law". Morgan spat.

"That's enough!" Antonio snapped, his voice brooking no defiance.

"Back to business. Morgan, I'm ready for my part of the deal", Antonio muttered darkly.

His fingers brushed against his cheek, and Morgan was hit with a cruel reminder.

"Before anything Mr Hunt," the Captain requested. "Are you really a tycoon or a goon?".