All Chapters of The Mafia’s possession: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The intelligence was spread over the kitchen table by eight that evening as Alex addressed them.He gave out information and orders. Satellite photos, building plans, personnel files, phone intercepts, and records showing the compounds' operational budget and how it was spent. Six months of work lay out on the table, coffee cups pushed aside to make room for another file, another photo, and another map.Marcus stood at one end of the table. Alex was at the other end. Lillian sat between them. Spent the first few minutes saying nothing.Alex let her.He had seen this before. She went through the information carefully so she would understand what she was looking at and what Alex was getting into. Finally, she tapped a finger on one of the plans."This building. It's the compound where Jessie was held?""The eastern facility," Alex said. "Vicenzo uses the building for operations. The warehouse is a door."Lillian studied the layout for a moment. "So his main people are concentrated her

The gate camera saw her at 3:47 in the afternoon.Within forty seconds a security man watching the feeds saw her picture. Sent it through the system.She was a woman who was standing alone outside the gate.She did not have a weapon or a vehicle or a bag.She was not walking back and forth or acting in a suspicious way.She just stood there with her hands to her sides. They could all see she wasn't armed. Importantly, she wanted them to know she knew.Alex was in his study looking at new surveillance reports when he got a message on his tablet.The moment he saw her picture he felt something stop inside him. Three minutes later he was walking across the drive.The sun was low in the sky making shadows across the property.A gentle wind blew through the trees by the entrance road. Everything was very calm and quiet.His men had already made a circle around the gate. They were not being threatening. They were just standing there.Vanessa was still standing where she was. She had not m

In the morning at six, the first strike happened. A quiet attack that never made it to the headlines. There were no gunshots, no explosions no men appearing at doors in the dark. Alex had never believed in wasting energy on spectacle when precision would accomplish more.This was something. Something more damaging. By noon three of Vicenzos' supply routes had been severed at their financial source. Payments that should have cleared did not. Contracts that had existed for years suddenly encountered complications. Businesses that had once answered every call stopped answeringBy evening two of Vicenzos' accounts had been frozen through a chain of legal actions so intricate that most people would never understand how they had happened. Alex's attorneys had spent six weeks preparing the groundwork building pressure enough that nobody noticed until the trap finally closed.By midnight four of Vicenzos' personnel had received visits from people who asked difficult questions and possessed

Clara was sitting up in her bed when they walked into her room.She had her reading glasses on and a book was lying face down on the blanket beside her.The sight of Clara made Lillian smile.Clara had heard them coming. She put her book down before they arrived.She wanted to look like she was busy, as if their arrival had interrupted her.Lillian had noticed this habit of her mother since she was a girl.She was nine years old when she first saw Clara do this.Clara said warmly "There she is."Lillian walked over to her with a huge smile on her face and kissed her cheek.Then she sat down in the chair beside Clara’s bed. Alex stood at the foot of the bed for a moment.Clara looked at him and smiled warmly. The kind of look that only a mother can give when her child is happy.Alex just stood there and smiled. He knew that she was trying to figure him out. He was okay with that.He did not try to charm her or make himself look better because he was no saint. He just stood there. Le

Alex was in the operations room when Rico brought in a note. It was a note that was delivered to the warehouse Alex had in Red Hook. A man had been waiting outside the warehouse for two hours with the note. The man was. Searched. He had nothing on him except the note. Then he was let go.The note had one sentence and it was handwritten.Come to Red Hook. I come to the mansion.Alex read the note and put it on the table. He thought about Lillian in the library two nights before. He remembered her laugh. He remembered Justin setting up the chess pieces again. He thought about Clara standing at the foot of the hospital bed saying every Tuesday. He thought about a heartbeat in a clinic room. His hand finding hers.He thought twenty men against his twelve men.He thought about what it meant if the other person came to the mansion when Lillian was there.He looked at the note for a moment. Then he picked it up and put it in his pocket. He walked to the door of the operations room."Sam