All Chapters of Last Mafia In Los Bahamas : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Los Bahamas is a county that was situated in a low land area. Typically it could be regarded as a continental region of the northern hemisphere; it has a lot of beautiful vegetations and valleys. Early 1998, in the latter part of the first month on a Monday morning, certainly it was the period of winter in the region. Bob Joker in his usual custom storm the club house with his thugs flanked around him in black. He held a burning stick of cigarettes with his left hand leaning his broad shoulders against the pillar of the club house just by the entrance. He hung his head while optimistically looking down at some little ants carrying crumbs into their tunnel as they seem to be on a fast move. "Yeah, that's the spirit. These guys must be in luck, I bet they must have won at the table today". He muttered to himself, he stood a little while watching the creatures as if he's got something new to learn from their life. Immediately, while he was still watching the ants he recalled th

"Sweetie, I'm wholeheartedly sorry for your loss, please accept my heart felt sympathy. Meanwhile, you just have to take it easy before you hurt yourself the more". Gwen told her friend, Freya. After listening to her ordeal and began to pat her gently on the shoulder. Then a little while later, she took her into her warm embrace, hugging Freya very tightly just to continue with the consolation for the departed souls. She continued. "Hold on a second Freya, are you kinda implying that after all this happened Bob Joker still had the effrontery to frame you, even with all this evidence to prove your innocence? My goodness! What is this world turning into?" she asked rhetorically."Absolutely Gwen. Actually he even went as far as declaring me wanted to the neighborhood, and with a cash ransom for anyone that can bring me to him dead or alive just to make it worse." Freya exhaled heavily. Then she continued talking after a brief pause trying to get something out from her jeans pocket. "Here

It was nearly 9 o'clock, as it really seems like the time was flying out faster than it should, just as they could barely noticed; though there were already cluster of stars shining bright up in the sky. But again, a quick reminder soon made them feel very much at ease because the neighborhood appeared to be very unusually quiet tonight. The man turned the car key in the ignition switch as the van was geared into motion, he pulled the car off the yard and cut it towards the highway descending down the road that leads out of town. They moved up in such a slow but steady drive at first, obviously observing the place whether or not if it was safe for them now to sneak out tonight immediately. So far, in close to an thirty minutes of driving, they had talked at first but only about the route and the road conditions. Just as they passed through the town, a small one, and then a sign told them to resume their normal speed. He stepped down on the accelerator after straightened up the steeri

Above all the struggles with them, Casanova crawled and managed to get back on his feet and quickly covered his gun from inside the cubicle. He shot at their car. He missed the target and then a second time, the bullet went off to the right. It slammed into the road side toilet house, that was built there for travelers a few feet to the side of the small windowsill and the whole building seemed to rock. A man ran outside half naked and fell immediately by the time he saw more bullets flying in the air. Then slowly took cover in the nearby bush. Down the highway he could see their car stopped with a screech of brakes, spun in a ragged U-turn that took it a few metres over the curb, and sped off in the opposite direction. He nearly miss the turn but he'd managed to maneuver with the steering wheel. Freya eagerly fastened her seatbelt trying not to panic as she sat up with him in the front seat. Casanova didn't give up, he ran half-step, kicked the rocky chair outside back out of his wa

Now all the tragic circumstances between Broderick and Freya have taken place at dead of the winter season; and it was time for another season to be ushered in. Meanwhile, as spring was tiptoeing nearer in the break of April, the heart of Freya was extremely tense up with fear because of her loved ones who have been under captive with Bob Joker this whole time. In this state of schemes, and hopes, and connivance, the new month opened upon Los Bahamas again with Broderick in anxiety. To him in particular it brought no material change and still makes no difference between the past and present, as it seems like he'd taking her predicament very personal. So personal to the extent that he was very keen to put on the cell phone and see what was inside. He came back home very late on that particular evening. Though he felt so exhausted and some excruciating pains were still hanging out in his head, when the car engine sound died off completely, he came out and slowly slammed the door behind