CHAPTER 66
The atmosphere in the ER gradually grew calmer. The doctor who had spoken to Antonio earlier entered the room where Cassandra was being treated. After examining her now much more stable condition, he instructed the nurses to transfer Cassandra to a regular care room. Carefully, the nurses began preparing Cassandra’s bed for the transfer.
Meanwhile, in the waiting room, Antonio remained seated with his sharp gaze fixed on the door. When he saw a nurse emerge, pushing a bed carrying Cassandra, he immediately stood up. Ben, who had been standing nearby, quickly followed his movements.
“Is she all right?” Antonio asked directly, approaching Cassandra’s bed. His eyes never left Cassandra’s face, which still looked pale but far calmer than before.
The nurse stopped the bed to explain. “Sir, Miss Cassandra’s condition has stabilized. However, she still requires further treatment and must remain in the hospital for observation. We are transferring her to a regular care room, as she no longer needs to be in the ER.”
Antonio nodded, but his tone remained firm. “I want her to be treated in the best room you have. Make sure she receives the highest level of care. If anything is lacking, inform me immediately.”
The nurse offered a polite smile. “Of course, Sir. We’ve already prepared a VIP room for her.”
Antonio walked beside Cassandra’s bed as the nurse began pushing it toward the designated room. His steps were steady, with Ben loyally following behind. The journey was quiet, accompanied only by the sound of the bed’s wheels rolling along the hospital floor.
When they arrived at the VIP room, the nurses efficiently transferred Cassandra from the rolling bed to a more comfortable one. The room was spacious and clean, equipped with complete facilities. Antonio stood by the bed, his eyes still fixed on Cassandra.
“Sir,” the nurse said softly, “If you need anything, you can press this call button. We will come to assist you immediately.”
Antonio simply nodded, not taking his eyes off Cassandra. After ensuring all of Cassandra’s needs were met, the nurse left the room, giving Antonio and Ben some privacy.
Ben, who had been silent, finally spoke. “Sir, it seems her condition has improved significantly. Perhaps now you can consider resting for a while.”
Antonio turned to face Ben, his gaze sharp. “Ben, I’ve already said this. I will rest when everything is resolved. Until then, I’m staying here.”
Ben sighed but chose not to respond further. He knew that arguing with Antonio would be futile.
Meanwhile, Antonio pulled a chair close to Cassandra’s bed and sat with unwavering vigilance. He observed every small movement Cassandra made, even though she was still deeply asleep. His expression reflected a strong determination, as if he were guarding something incredibly precious to him.
Hours passed. The doctor entered the room to check Cassandra’s condition once again. Antonio immediately stood up, waiting for further explanations.
“Miss Cassandra’s condition is showing positive progress,” the doctor said while reviewing her medical records. “However, she still needs complete rest for the next few days. We are also waiting for additional lab results to ensure there are no further complications.”
“How long will she need to stay here?” Antonio asked bluntly.
“Possibly around two to three days, Sir,” the doctor replied. “We want to ensure her condition is fully recovered before allowing her to leave.”
Antonio nodded slowly. “Do what needs to be done. Make sure she receives the best care. If there’s anything she needs, inform me directly.”
The doctor nodded politely before leaving the room. Antonio sat back down, while Ben stood silently in the corner, observing his employer with a mix of respect and curiosity.
“Sir,” Ben said softly, trying again, “I can handle some things while you rest. You’ve been here all night.”
Antonio turned, giving him an uncompromising look. “Ben, I know what I’m doing. If I need your help, I’ll tell you.”
“Understood, Sir,” Ben replied briefly, remaining silent once more.
Time continued to pass. Night turned into morning, but Antonio stayed in his place. Even when Ben offered to bring him food or drinks, Antonio merely shook his head. He didn’t want to leave Cassandra’s side for even a second.
As the sun began to rise, Cassandra slowly opened her eyes. Her movements were sluggish, and she appeared momentarily confused before realizing where she was. When her gaze fell on Antonio, she tried to speak, but her voice was weak.
“Antonio?”
Antonio immediately stood up, moving closer to her bed. “I’m here, Cassandra,” he said in a gentle voice rarely heard from him. “How are you feeling?”
Cassandra tried to give a faint smile. “A little weak, but... better.”
“You worried me,” Antonio said seriously. “You need to take better care of yourself. From now on, I don’t want to see you overworking or neglecting your health.”
Cassandra nodded weakly. “I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to make you worry.”
Antonio sat back down, his eyes still watching Cassandra intently. “Rest. Don’t think about anything except your recovery.”
Cassandra nodded again before closing her eyes. Antonio remained in his place, ensuring he didn’t miss a single detail of her condition. Ben, witnessing the interaction from a distance, felt both surprised and impressed by Antonio’s attentiveness. It was a side of his employer he rarely saw.
That night, despite his exhaustion, Antonio continued to keep watch over Cassandra. He knew this battle was not yet over, but for now, he felt satisfied that Cassandra was gradually recovering.
As morning turned into late morning, a nurse arrived, bringing a light breakfast for Cassandra. Antonio helped adjust Cassandra’s bed to make her more comfortable. The nurse smiled as she observed Antonio’s care for Cassandra. “Miss Cassandra is fortunate to have you, Sir,” she said politely.
Antonio didn’t respond directly, only giving a brief nod. He then helped Cassandra hold a small glass of juice provided by the nurse.
“Take it slow,” he said softly as Cassandra tried to drink. “I don’t want you to strain yourself.”
Cassandra looked at Antonio with eyes full of gratitude. “Thank you,” she whispered softly. “You don’t have to do all this.”
“I’m doing it because I want to,” Antonio replied firmly. “So don’t feel guilty. Just focus on getting better.”
Cassandra gave a small smile, though she still looked weak. She sipped her juice slowly while Antonio stayed by her side, watching her every move. Ben, seated on the sofa in the corner of the room, observed silently.
After a while, Cassandra fell back asleep. Antonio stood up and checked the medical notes left by the doctor on a small table near the bed. He read them thoroughly, ensuring he didn’t miss any details.
“Sir,” Ben finally spoke, breaking the silence. “Are you sure you don’t want me to bring you something? Maybe coffee or food?”
“I already told you, Ben,” Antonio replied without taking his eyes off the notes. “I don’t need anything. Your focus should be on ensuring no disturbances from the outside. Make sure all my affairs today are handled without needing my intervention.”
Ben nodded, though internally, he felt Antonio was being too stubborn. However, he knew this was the Antonio he had come to know\u2014a man who never relinquished control, even in situations like this.
As time passed, Antonio returned to his seat, his gaze never straying far from Cassandra. He knew that what had happened to Cassandra wasn’t just a coincidence. Something wasn’t right, and he was determined to uncover the truth. But for now, his primary focus was ensuring Cassandra’s full recovery.
Edward Novaries sat in his chair, his jaw clenched tight, eyes burning with madness and fury. In front of him, a group of men from various mafia organizations sat around a circular table. Some of them looked hesitant, while others stared at him with disbelief. Antonio had destroyed all his financial networks, burned his businesses to the ground.Now, he had no choice but to seek new allies. His gaze flicked to the right, where Hernando Diaz, a Colombian cartel boss, lounged lazily in his seat. Across from him sat Rafael Montenegro, head of the Spanish syndicate, arms crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable. Edward exhaled sharply before speaking.“We all have one common enemy—Antonio Franches and The Silver Thorn. If we don’t act now, he’ll take us down one by one.”Hernando scoffed.“You talk big, Edward. We all know who Antonio is and what his men are capable of. He’s not just another threat—he’s a goddamn killing machine.”“You expect us to go against a man who never fail
Inside the secret meeting room, the air was thick with tension. Dim lights cast shadows over the serious faces surrounding the massive mahogany table. Antonio’s five top agents—Marcus, Ben, Dominic, Silvio, and Luca—sat with tense expressions, ready to take orders from their leader. But tonight, there was someone different in the room. Cassandra. Normally, Antonio wouldn’t allow her to be part of meetings like this. But tonight was different. She was the only living witness to the tragic accident that took her parents' lives. Antonio wanted her here—to hear firsthand how they were going to hunt Edward Novaries down and drag him out of whatever hole he was hiding in. Cassandra sat beside Antonio, her hands clenched in her lap, trying to conceal the nervousness creeping into her. Marcus, Antonio’s most trusted man, started the discussion.“Edward keeps slipping through our fingers. We almost had him after the tanker explosion, but he got away.”Dominic took a slow sip of his coffee, his
The dark night sky was illuminated by the faint glow of city lights. The cold air was biting, but nothing could compare to the heat of tension that surrounded the scene. The sound of police sirens grew louder, inching closer with every second, signaling that Edward Novaries' time was running out. With steady breaths and an unshaken expression, Edward assessed his surroundings. A few of Antonio’s men remained in their battle-ready positions, but they knew the police would be there any moment. Antonio, injured but standing tall, clutched his throbbing arm from the previous fight. His eyes burned with fury as he stared at Edward.“You have nowhere to run, Edward.”Edward simply smirked, as if he still held control of the situation.“Antonio, Antonio… You still think this is a game you can win?”He sighed.“I’ve always been one step ahead of you.”Cassandra, standing beside Alexander, clenched her fists.“You’re a coward! All you do is hide behind your dirty tricks!”Edward turned his gaz
The sky was still gray as Cassandra and Alexander left Aunt Marrie’s house. The remnants of last night’s rain lingered on the streets, making the air cooler and damp. Trees along the road dripped with water, their leaves still wet. Cassandra sat quietly in the passenger seat, her gaze vacant as she stared out the window. Her heart was a storm of fear and determination. She was getting closer to uncovering the truth, but she also knew that each step forward brought her into more danger than she had ever imagined. Alexander, driving with sharp focus, stole occasional glances at her. He understood how heavy this journey was for Cassandra."We can stop now if you want, Cass,"Alexander said softly but firmly."This isn’t an easy road."Cassandra turned to him, her eyes burning with unshakable resolve."I’m not stopping, Alex," she said firmly."Not until I find out who killed them."Alexander studied her for a moment before sighing. He knew she wouldn’t change her mind."Alright. But prom
Cassandra stood on Aunt Marrie’s porch, staring at the dark sky with empty eyes. The night wind blew through her loose hair, but she barely felt it. Her mind was consumed by one thing—the bitter truth that her parents had never truly been free from the world they tried to leave behind. Behind her, footsteps approached. Alexander appeared, carrying two cups of hot tea."You haven’t come inside,"he said, his voice soft but watchful."It’s freezing out here."Cassandra didn’t respond right away. She took the cup without looking, taking a small sip. The warmth should have spread through her body, but the cold inside her refused to leave."They just wanted a normal life," she murmured finally, pain thick in her voice."But they were never allowed to escape."Alexander stood beside her, gazing out at the empty street."Cass…"He hesitated before saying,"I know this hurts. But if you want answers, we can start digging into their past."Cassandra tightened her grip on the cup."I have to fi
Alexander’s car sped down the empty road toward the small village where Aunt Marrie lived. Inside the vehicle, Cassandra sat silently, her eyes gazing out the window while her mind wandered far away. Her fingers fidgeted on her lap, restless, reflecting the chaos in her thoughts. Alexander glanced at her briefly, noticing the unease she made no effort to hide."I don’t know if I’m ready to hear this,"Cassandra finally spoke, her voice quiet and uncertain. Alexander kept his eyes on the road, but his voice was steady."It’s better you know now than spend the rest of your life wondering."Cassandra took a deep breath, trying to steady herself."I’m just afraid… what if the truth is worse than I imagined?"Alexander finally turned to her, his eyes serious, filled with something Cassandra couldn’t quite decipher."No matter what it is, I’ll be here with you."Cassandra swallowed hard. Alexander had always been there for her. No matter how many times she ignored him, pushed him away, even
NYPD Headquarters –The Second Shocking Package That morning, Cassandra sat at her desk, her eyes still locked onto the documents she had received days ago. The truth about her parents’ deaths lingered in her mind like an unshakable fog. Even now, she didn’t know whether to trust Antonio or the documents she had been given. But everything changed when a mail officer arrived at her office again."Detective Cassandra, there’s another package for you."Cassandra frowned, her head snapping up."What?"Another package? The officer placed a plain brown box on her desk, just like the last one—no postage stamps, no sender information. Her heartbeat quickened as she reached for it. With trembling hands, Cassandra ripped open the seal and lifted the lid. Inside was a thick stack of documents, even more disturbing than the first. Her eyes scanned the bold text on the first page:"Subject: Marvin Carter""Status: Trusted Agent of The Silver Thorn"Cassandra’s eyes widened. No… this couldn’t be… H
New York –The City Rising from Darkness Weeks after the downfall of Leonardo’s Mafia, New York was finally beginning to rise from the ruins of chaos. Citizens who had once fled returned to the city, trying to rebuild the lives they had left behind. Destroyed offices were being renovated, businesses were reopening, and the once bloodstained streets were now filled with pedestrians again. The media headlines painted a narrative of victory."NYPD Successfully Fights Crime and Restores Peace!""Leonardo and His Criminal Empire Crumble – New York is Safe Again!"On television screens, Police Commissioner O’Connor was seen smiling triumphantly as he accepted an award from the Mayor of New York. Meanwhile, in one of the skyscrapers overlooking the entire city, Antonio Franches sat leisurely on the balcony of his mansion. He gazed at the city he had saved, but there were no awards for him. No speeches, no medals. That’s just how the world worked. Marcus arrived with a bottle of whiskey, pour
Back at the Mansion –A Calming Night The night air was cold as Antonio’s car finally passed through the gates of his mansion. From a distance, several of Antonio’s men stood on high alert, ready to welcome their leader home. Marcus quickly stepped beside the car as Antonio opened the door, gently pulling Cassandra out. Cassandra looked exhausted, her face slightly pale after hours on that desolate island. But the moment she gazed at Antonio, her eyes filled with warmth and gratitude."You’re safe now,"Antonio whispered, his hand still gripping her waist firmly. Cassandra gave a small nod, still feeling the tension lingering in her body. Marcus observed them for a moment before speaking."Boss, we still need to stay on guard. Leonardo could retaliate at any moment."Antonio nodded without taking his eyes off Cassandra."Increase security around the mansion. Make sure no one gets close without my knowledge."Marcus nodded and immediately relayed orders to the rest of the team. Meanwhi