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Chapter 39: Disguises
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The Mafia's Angel Chapter 42: Relief
“So,” the man on his right said, squinting against the light, “how did you meet your woman?”Juan smiled a little. “At a friend’s dinner,” he said. “She barely spoke that night. I thought she wasn’t interested.”The other man laughed, tucking his hands into his pockets. “And she came around?”“She did,” Juan said. “It took a few weeks. She likes quiet places, nothing crowded. We spend most evenings at small cafés. Or ok one of my farm houses.”“That’s nice,” the first man said. “Most women I know like loud music.”“She’s different,” Juan said. “She loves books, and late walks, and tea even when she doesn’t drink it all.”They nodded, asking more questions as they went—how long he had known her, what meals she liked best, if she was the serious type or the playful type. Juan answered with easy words, adding small details about her soft laugh and the way she teased him for sleeping late. He kept his pace steady and his mind alert, marking every turn of the path.The road grew narrower u
The Mafia's Angel Chapter 41: Fear
Arya lowered the house phone and kept staring at the silent receiver, the sound of her own breathing loud in the quiet room. Her heart thudded faster as Juan’s last words replayed in her mind. He had said the word location in a slow, careful way, like he wanted her to notice, and she couldn’t stop wondering if that meant he left his phone’s GPS on so someone could track him if things went bad. Or was she reading too much into it and scaring herself for no reason?The part about “the boss buying everything and selling again” twisted in her thoughts too. That could only mean Giuseppe. He had a hideout a couple of miles past Val D’oro, and Juan knew that. If he was being taken there, it meant something serious was already happening.She didn’t wait to think it through any longer. She hurried down the hall toward Belle’s room, her steps quick even though her chest felt tight. Belle would know what to do, and Arya needed someone who would listen without wasting time.The door to Belle’s ro
The Mafia's Angel Chapter 40: The Boss
Juan kept his face easy and lifted his shoulders as if it was nothing. “Oh?” he said in a strong dialect, his words bending with the accent of a man from the south. “Where do you know me from, friend?”He knew that if he dismissed them, they might be suspicious. In reality, every stranger was always curious to know how a stranger knew them so he decided to act that way. The man squinted harder, scratching his cheek. His eyes narrowed, then he shook his head with a quick laugh. “Ah, never mind. Thought you were someone else.”Juan gave him a small nod, then turned as though he had somewhere simple and unimportant to be. His steps were steady, his bag pressed close to his side. He kept his chin down but let his eyes slide just enough to the corner of the wagon.The man’s posture shifted suddenly. His shoulders stiffened, his head tilted just slightly, and then he raised two fingers toward the men unloading.Juan’s chest tightened, though his face stayed calm. From behind the wagon, two
The Mafia's Angel Chapter 39: Disguises
He gritted and cursed silently. "Juan needs to be told."The crates disappeared down the side alley where the wagon had disappeared, the men hauling them in at a rush. The two guards by the well shifted positions, looking down the road again.Luis straightened his back, forcing his face into a scowl. "Keep walking."Rafael did the same, though for one moment too long his eyes focused on the emblem burned into the wood before he moved away.As they passed by, one of the men beside the wagon glanced their way and raised a hand. "You two—where are you heading?"Luis froze momentarily before answering. "Looking for work. Farm work, field work, anything."The man narrowed his eyes and moved forward. "Numerous men already coming forward. What makes you worth hiring?"Rafael's pulse pounded in his ears, but he forced himself to be calm. "We don't require much. Food and somewhere to rest. Strong arms, quick hands. No trouble."The man looked them over, his gaze piercing. Behind him, another c
The Mafia's Angel Chapter 38: The Symbol
Carlo and Domingo were next to the storage shed with the wood cart drawn out into the open area. The wheels creaked when Carlo pushed it a small step forward, checking if it would suffice."It feels too empty," Carlo remarked, nodding toward the cart. "If we take it out like this, they will catch us before we reach halfway down the road."Domingo dumped a small crate of apples into it. "So we add provisions. Who examines merchants with food?"Carlo frowned, leaning on the handle. "Merchants do not stock up on just apples. We need cloth, tools, something that is sensible.""Then go and get it," said Domingo, wiping his hands on his trousers. "You are the one who has all the ideas."Carlo muttered under his breath but we! t back into the shed. When he came out, he was carrying a roll of heavy-looking fabric bound up. He threw it in with the apples and stepped back to examine. Ok"Better," he said. "Still doesn't look heavy enough though."Domingo walked back and forth beside the cart, s
The Mafia's Angel Chapter 37: The Plan
Juan woke up early, the light coming through the window cutting across his bedroom. He awakened gradually and ran his hand over his face before getting dressed, putting on his shirt and his coat. He crept out of the bedroom quietly not to wake Arya, then headed directly to his study.His computer on his desk came to life with a soft light when he opened it, and he scrolled through the fresh emails until his eyes crossed the one he had been expecting. It was from the chief of security, and attached was a report of his best men and what they had been up to. He read it line by line, jotting down the points. There was nothing out of the ordinary and nothing that made him doubt. These were men that he could call without hesitation and he had tested that they were trustworthy enough to go on the mission. He leaned back in his chair for a moment, then picked up the phone on the desk. He made a short call, and within minutes the sounds of footsteps could be heard in the hallway. The door was
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