Semua Bab The Mafia's Angel : Bab 141 - Bab 150

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

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

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 crate has the symbol of the meridian circle right at the top centre of it. Juan's eyes flicked away from there so as to avoid suspicion, while an uneasy feeling settled in his gut. Giuseppe wasn't the boss, yet the meridian logo was there. Why were they even so open about their operations. For something that was likely supposed to be a secret, they were throwing their logo around pretty carelessly. He looked at the boss who pigged up a cigarette and out it forward for one of his men to light for him. Was this man just a cover up for Giuseppe? Was Giuseppe secretly pulling strings somewhere?Or what if the context of the recording had meant something else entirely?"You seem lost in thoughts," the boss commented after taking a slow drag of his cigarette. "I remembered something that has me worried," Juan said smoothly. "Hm," the man harrumphed. "I hear you're new around here," Juan said offhandedly. "The men say you came here... You're turning the village around with good dee

Few Hours LaterJuan opened the door wide and stepped aside as Dominic walked in with two of his men. Arya stood near Juan's desk with a cup of tea in her hand, watching them with a calm look.Dominic’s mouth curved as soon as he saw her. “Arya,” he said, drawing out her name as he set the bag on the table. “Still keeping him in line?”Arya lifted her chin and set her cup down. “Someone has to,” she said, a small smile touching her lips."You look as beautiful as always," Dominic said, still smiling. "I know.""You know, people usually say thank you.""I'm quite sure you're not here to throw compliments around and wait for thank you's," Arya said sternly. Juan snorted and then closed the door and moved to the table. “Enough,” he said, though there was no bite in his voice. “We have work to do.”He opened the briefcase and pulled out the documents Marco had given him and handed them to Dominic. Dominic gave a soft laugh and unrolled the large map across the table, pressing the edges