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With the trucks loaded with Gaetano’s demanded items, I arrived at the destination. Stepping out of the car, I lit a cigarette, taking in the surroundings. It was a cargo warehouse by the port that Gaetano had bought and constructed underground passages and basements.
“Look what we have here. Good boy, Bellavia.” Gaetano emerged from the warehouse, accompanied by armed men.
I looked at him calmly, brushing off the insults he hurled my way.
“I’ve got everything you demanded in the trucks. Hand over the girls.” I said to him.
“Easy there. I need to check if everything matches.” He replied and signaled his men.
Shots were fired, taking down the drivers, before gesturing for his men to inspect the trucks. I wasn’t surprised; I knew he was going to do that.
And I also knew how to stage deaths for a convincing show.
I had a total of five trucks, and they meticulously checked each one. They took a few tall wooden crates out to demonstrate that I had held up my end of the bargain.
“Excellent!” Gaetano erupted excitedly.
“The girls.” I reiterated. He pretended to sigh in sadness.
“I would hand them over, but you see, you were five seconds late, and I told you not to be late. They’re currently somewhere, hanging around with a rope around their necks.” He announced with a sinister laugh.
I let myself fall deep into my zone, with a red haze clouding my vision.
“Gaetano, do you understand why they say never make a deal with the Devil?” I interrupted his laughter.
He looked at me with narrowed eyes as I blew out the cigarette smoke into the night sky. I flicked the bud away, flashing him my devilish smirk.
“I’m about to show you why.” I drew my guns out at the same time men jumped out from the wooden crates.
And a war with fire began.
one hundred thirteen
Althaia
The longer we stayed in this shit hole, the more I felt like my sanity was slipping away. The constant ache in my heart deepened, a relentless pain of the haunting thought of Damiano being gone.
The vivid image of him being shot played on a cruel loop in my mind, and no matter how hard I tried to resist, tears streamed down my face like an unending cascade.
I wrapped my arms tightly around my knees, a weak attempt to contain the storm of emotions raging within me. Guilt, thick and suffocating, consumed me. If only I had stayed away from him, he could have still been alive, and spared from the burdens I unknowingly dragged into his life.
Damiano wanted me to be happy, and he did in ways no one else could, but, in return, I burdened his shoulders with a weight that led to his death.
Was this really going to be the end for us?
For him?
For me?
If Damiano wasn’t here with me, then I wouldn’t want to live anymore. And maybe, just maybe, with a glimpse of hope still in my heart, I would be able to see him again in the next life.
“We have to do something…” My voice was barely audible. I sniffed and wiped the tears as I stood up, my legs trembling a bit from being physically and mentally exhausted.
The sedation left my body all messed up, and my mind wasn’t giving me a break with anything.
“I know, but what can we do?” Cara sighed and got up as well. I could see she was just as drained, but we had to shove it all to the side and focus on getting out of here.
I looked around in the basement room we were in. There wasn’t anything we could use to try to break out, and the door was being guarded from the other side.
