Todos os capítulos de Beneath The Surface : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 14

A WOMAN OF HER WORD Pov: Carmela Carlo There were two kinds of silence in this world. The silence of peace, and the silence before violence. I stood in the middle of the warehouse off Kingsport Road, surrounded by pallets of shipments marked as imported kitchen equipment. Underneath the plastic wrap and customs stamps were locked crates filled with firearms-illegal, untraceable, and bought from a supplier who'd started asking the wrong kinds of questions. "Get him in here," I said, voice cold. Two men dragged the supplier in-Marco Lucetti. Younger than I expected. Mid-thirties, wide-eyed, and sweating through his collar. His mouth was duct-taped, his feet stumbling as they shoved him to his knees in front of me. I didn't flinch. "Remove it," I told Gino. He ripped the tape off. " Big C, please!!" Marco gasped, lips already cracking. "Whatever you think I did-" "You know what you did," I interrupted. I stepped forward, my black boots echoing on the concrete floor. I

NO ONE MESSES WITH THE CARLO'S Pov: Carmela Carlo The cold night was still, but I could hear my heartbeat as if it echoed off the walls of the abandoned warehouse. We'd been watching the Scarpone crew for weeks. Nicky Scarpone was getting bold-too bold. He thought the Carlo name had softened since Tony died. Thought I was just some grieving sister in red lipstick playing boss. Thought wrong. The intel came from Gino. He'd tracked one of Scarpone's lieutenants moving crates through Pier 17-a black-market arms shipment meant for a buyer out in Florida. Tonight, was the drop-off. And tonight, we'd send a message. I stood outside the warehouse with three of my most trusted-Gino, Arturo, and Rosa. All black-clad, each armed with a silencer and combat knife. No mess. No noise. No witnesses. Just the way I liked it. I didn't believe in long speeches before blood. Just sharp orders. "Gino, take the west entrance. Arturo, with me. Rosa, you cover the alley and wait for my signal." My v