Omertà Novels & Stories

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Adam said. "Porta dell'inferno?" I knitted my brows as I didn't get the Italian name. "Gate To Hell, the name of our warehouse and trust me those who enteted inside the gates,they gave this name to our most infamous slaughter house for sinners."Alessandro said and I admitted that it erupted goosebumps on my skin.

“You. Come with me.” He led her not to the bustling main floor, but to a small, soundproofed office behind the kitchen. It was Spartan: a desk, two chairs, a cabinet. He closed the door. The distant music vanished. “Sit.” She sat. He remained standing, leaning against the desk, looking down at her. “Lia Moretti. Castellammare del Golfo,” he said. It wasn’t a greeting. “Tell me about the festival of Santa Fortunata. What’s the traditional dish served at the procession?”

I turn another page and my hands go still. The header is in Italian, neat and unhurried. Authorization code, Palermo operation. Beneath it, a string of numbers and letters that mean nothing to me, and beneath that, a date. Two years ago. The date Lorenzo Armenise was killed. And below the date, in the same careful script, a single word. Target. And the target’s surname is Armenise.

— Where? — I thought of Italy, but specifically of a paradise city called Polignano a Mare, which is to the south. It has an amazing hotel and a restaurant built in the middle of a big rock, you have to see it, it's wonderful! He speaks with such enthusiasm. — And we can still spend a few days in Paris, and the rest of the holiday at my place in Ibiza. What do you think? Before I can answer your question, your phone rings. Raúl

How did she find that woman? The screen went blank, pitch blank. After a minute, it started loading, a disc rotating on the screen. 'What the heck is this?' 'Be patient,' River said, stroking the keyboard. An image appeared on the screen. 'A giant ice cream, what is this?' I asked. He gave me a stunned look. 'It's a location, the ice cream billboard in Forte dei Marmi resort, Tuscan coast.' He said, then skipped to the next picture; the picture of a big trash box.

The girl shrank back, but her face was plastered ahead. She squinted, trying to read the name on the neon sign above their heads. Dom Krovi. It was a joint she recognized, infamous for taking young girls off the road then tag and ship them to some foreign country or keep them for use, neither was better. Dom Krovi was owned by a Russian mob, and they weren't people to mess with. A man's back appeared, blocking Hannah's petrified face.

She turns to walk away but comes face to face with Raphael. "Good morning Mum!" Raphael, greets. "Morning dear, " Mrs Wachukwu responds with a smile. "Morning Aunt!" Raphael says, while he looks from his aunt to Juliet who mouth a good morning to him, he replies with a nod and smile. "Morning, Raphael!" Aunty Stella responds. Meanwhile, Karis turns to him. "Hi, I'm Karis. Your maternal cousin!" Karis introduces herself with a smile. She brings her hands for a handshake, while he pulls her to a hug.

The last bit of warmth that I saw in his eyes has disappeared now. My heart skipped a bit as he said tightly clenching my waist, "Sono Imogen Mcmaster, il Don degli inferi. Quale qualifica hai per minacciarmi? So come ottenere ciò che è mio. Lascia ora la sua mano. Odio le altre persone che toccano le mie cose. (I am Imogen Mcmaster, the Don of the underworld. What qualifications do you have to threaten me? I know how to get what's mine )"

Michaels POV I was currently in the vast fields leading up to the hills and mountains near the edge of Riota, I had to get to Anna's little cottage entrapped near the mountains. Death had specifically told me that there was no time, no Time whatsoever to waste anymore. The guards had completely surrounded Riota at the borders to stop anyone from leaving Riota to got to Daromia or Estebech. Daromia was the Vampire kingdom, they had two major cities in Daromia, the first was Paria(mother city) also known as the neut city and Reece.