All Chapters of HIS: The Mafia King's Property: Chapter 91 - Chapter 96

Marco's POV “Don…” Elara's driver coughed, the rough sound felt like he was sputtering blood. It made my heart jump. Whatever it was had to be grave. First, I had never gotten a call from him on any occasion. All he ever did was simply drive Elars and the kid out and back in silence. Now, he was in a terrible state. “Speak if you don't want your tongue slit.” I rambled.“The child has been kidnapped.” He mumbled with what seemed to be his last breath. I froze. For the first time in my life, I went numb. My brain spilled all over the place, finding a good grasp on my reaction, but I was numb. “Ma'am Elara…” His ragged breathing pounded on the phone's speaker. “She is inside… Maybe death… I don't know… But there were gunshots.”Holy heck!!!My brain snapped hard, dragging me out of my catatonic state. I spun and stopped, still fuzzy, still lost. “Location.” My cold tone blared in his ear drum. “Her friend's place.” That was all I needed. I ended the call and rushed back into my

Marco’s POV The door silently opened. I perched on the frame, my dark eyes on Evelyn, watching, listening to her whispering. She curled like a toad, pressed to the wall, with her phone trapped to her ear as she murmured and sniffled. “I can't…I hate myself, God… It's not okay…” She stopped to sniffle. “I shouldn't have accepted to look over Violet… Jeez…” She puffed. “I'm leaving town…”A short silence followed. As if she learned of my presence, she stopped all she was doing and slowly turned. When our eyes met, she gasped, breath caught in her throat. “Let me… Let me call you back.”For a few seconds, my hands remained crossed, hanging along my body. I finally pulled away from the door and strolled in. A vacant seat was by her bedside, good enough to read all her reactions. “Marco…”“Only Elara calls me that.” My low groan was more than enough warning. “Mr. Conti to you or better still, Don.”She nodded like a moron. Seeing I was here for her, she sat up, knees drawn up to her c

Marco’s POV “The second pie.” I gave a coded response to Kaid. “First, the lady Evelyn spoke to earlier today isn't her mum.” He dropped the bombshell. “She is a lady, the same age as herself. They also date back to being childhood besties until they separated for their American dreams.” He paused rapping, and I hummed, giving him a signal to go on. “” Also, she isn't relocating to her hometown.” He spilled more secrets. “They plan on leaving the country for Africa, far away from here. And their flight is set in twenty-four hours.” My hand clenched around my phone, about to snap it in halves. “They got a dream apartment of 350k dollars, including other luxury items her peanut salary can't afford.”My eyes fell on Elara’s face. She was slowly drifting asleep. I lowered my voice to a whisper. “Who is the sender?” “He's very discreet. The transaction was done via Bitcoin wallet.” He sighed. “It would take a while to crack.”“Be there soon.” I dropped the call. Elara had now falle