Don Damien!

Chapter 8

Hot tears poured down from my eyes, here I am; "alive but broken." Opening my eyes I saw him, don Damien the father to Robert. His words on the day he gave me this assignment.

Throwback,

February 17,

Location; Las Vegas

"Angie, I'm going to level with you." Don Damien sighed. His deadly aura filing the room as I trembled on the chair.

I stayed quiet trying to suppress my thudding heart, the rate at which it beat seems scaring.

"As you're fully aware ; your father was killed by a useless mafia Lord in the past, I was powerless then. Limited of resources I will use in avenging his death." His eyes get glued on me all through his conversations.

"All the attempts to locate him was furtile but no peace for the wicked as they go not unpunished. I heard he's in New York currently. " Immediately he said those words, my eyes flared up in anger as the memories of my father in his pool of blood flooded into my head.

"Guess his current work status," He said while I tried to ponder, but n