THE MAFIA DON AND HIS NUN

Theresa remained seated, staring at Alfred as Caesar whispered something into his ears.

She became curious as she couldn’t hear what Caesar was saying. Seeing the angry expression on Alfred’s face. Theresa knew that whatever Caesar was telling him isn’t good news.

Alfred angrily bent the fork in his hand with his jaw clenched angrily as Caesar retreated a step back.

“informa il resto della banda di incontrarmi all’impero.” (Inform the rest of the gang to meet at the empire.)” Alfred instructed in Italian. Caesar bowed his head slightly and he walked out of the room.

“What’s wrong my Lord?” Theresa asked in a worried tone, “You don’t look happy.”

“Let’s go. There’s no time for explaination.” Alfred said as he stood up. Theresa also stood up and the both of them walked out of the room.

They got outside the restaurant and they entered the Royce Rolls. Caesar got behind the wheels and he blared the engines to life. Stepping on the acceleration peldar, he zoomed off speedily. The convoys of cars also raced behind them.

“Have you also informed the top members of the gang?” Alfred asked.

“Yes boss,” Caesar answered from behind the wheels, “They are also on their way to the empire.”

“Then make this fucking car go faster! We got no time to waste!” Alfred growled and Caesar stepped harder on the acceleration peldar, tearing the road with an insane speed.

(The Gilbertos Empire)

The convoy drove into the huge compound and pulled up in the car shed. Alfred hurriedly climbed down the vehicle without waiting for Caesar to come open the door for him.

Theresa also stepped out of the vehicle and she followed Alfred into the gigantic building.

The top members of the Alfred’s gang were already waiting for him. Douglas was smoking a stick of weed, Rose was sharpening a knife and Viper was seated on a couch with a angry expression on her face.

“Where’s Stacy?” Alfred asked immediately he stepped in. The other members rose up immediately.

“At the computer lab.” Rose replied ad Alfred turned to face Theresa.

“Stay here and wait till I return.” Alfred said to Theresa who simply nodded in reply.

Viper was glaring daggers at Theresa from where she stood.

“To the computer lab.” Alfred commanded, and they all walked hastily to the computer lab.

(At the Computer Lab)

More than thirty computer operators were inside the lab, hitting their keyboards speedily with their fingers. Their gazes were fixed on the screens in front of them as they continued typing fast.

“Stacy!” Alfred called, walking to where Stacy was seated, typing furiously on her keyboard.

“Yes boss?” Stacy answered, glancing at Alfred before returning her gaze at the computer screen.

Viper, Rose, Douglas and Caesar also walked inside the lab.

“Have you tracked down the location of those bastards?” Alfred asked, standing behind her chair with his gaze fixed on the display screens.

“No boss.” Stacy answered.

“Why?” Alfred asked with an hint of anger evident in his deep voice.

“They are using a device which cloaks their IP address, making it close to impossible to get their location.” Stacy replied, “But I’ll soon get their location.” She added.

“Alright. Make it faster.” Alfred said, then he faced the other members.

“How the fuck did Jeff and Rodrigo know about our shipment?” Alfred asked no one in particular.

“Boss, I think we have a mole in the organization.” Caesar replied. Alfred casted him a stony stare.

“You mean there is an inside man among my men, giving out information to those bastards?” Alfred asked with an angry smirk.

“Yes boss.” Caesar answered “That’s the only possible way for Jeff and Rodrigo to know about the shipment.”

Jeff and Rodrigo were loyal members of the Gilberto family, but they betrayed the Gilberto family years ago and they both fled off to a faraway country.

“I swear, I’m gonna tear those bastards into pieces when I lay my hands on them!” Alfred said under clenched jaw.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Boss, I just got their location.” Stacy said and Alfred rushed to her.

“Where are they?” Alfred asked, impatiently.

“They just arrived at Nirvana port,” Stacy replied, “It seems like they are about to trade the shipment.”

“Those bastards have the guts to trade my shipment.” Alfred said with a wicked smirk as he brought out his Beretta gun and he cocked it.

“Let’s move.” He commanded.

(***Nirvana Port***)

Jeff and Rodrigo were standing in front of three men who were dressed in black tailored suits with dark shades on their faces.

Dozens of heavily armed men stood behind Jeff and Rodrigo. Six hefty men also stood behind the three men.

The moon shone brightly in the sky, casting it’s light on them. .

“The shipment is in the truck over there.” Jeff said, pointing to a truck which was parked a few meters from where they stood.

“Go and confirm the shipment.” One of the three men commanded his bodyguard. His bodyguard walked to the truck and entered inside. He came out a minute later.

“It’s complete and authentic.” The bodyguard said with an acknowledging nod.

“Looks like we have a deal.” The first man said, and he snapped his fingers. Four bodyguards marched towards Jeff and Rodrigo with eight briefcases in their hands.

Jeff and Rodrigo collected the briefcases and they placed it on the containers in front of them. They opened the briefcases to see bundles of new dollar notes.

“Pleasure doing business with you.” Jeff said with a smile as he shook hands with the three men.

“Send our regards to Mr Dante.” One of the men said as he shook hands with Rodrigo.

The three men walked to their vehicles. Jeff and Rodrigo also turned around with their men and they walked to their jet.

Few meters to their jet, the jet suddenly exploded, throwing the men far away.

Four navigators drove speedily into the place.

The first navigator contained Alfred, Douglas and Viper. The second contained Rose Caesar and Stacy. While the third and fourth contained some of Alfred’s men.

Jeff and Rodrigo stood up from the floor with angry an expression on their faces. Jeff roared angrily and his men surrounded him immediately.

Alfred and his gang came down from their vehicles with their weapons in their hands.

“Tanto tempo che non ci vediamo bastardi (Long time no see, bastards.)” Alfred said in Italian with a dangerous smirk on his face.

“Sì è passato molto tempo, Alfred Gilberto” (Yeah, it’s been a long time, Alfred Gilberto.” Jeff also replied in italian, removing a gun from his hind pocket.

“Yo! Douglas my man, how’ve you been?” Rodrigo asked with a sarcastic smile on his face.

“As you can see, I’m alive and still breathing,” Douglas replied and he paused to take a drag from the weed he was smoking, “But I can’t say the same for you in the next two hour.”

“Don’t be too sure about that.” Rodrigo replied with a broad smirk as he removed two pistols from his waistline

The truck which contained Alfred’s shipment turned around and sped off with four other cars racing behind it.

“Go after the truck. We’ll take care of these bastards.” Alfred said to Caesar and Rose.

Rose and Caesar got into different cars and raced after the truck which contained their shipment.

“I applaud the both of you for your courage and guts.” Alfred said, “You betrayed the gang and yet you still came back to hijack my shipment. You didn’t stop there, you also went ahead to trade my shipment,” Alfred paused and he let out a wicked chuckle, “Wow! you’ve gotten bolder, but guess what, it’s only gonna get you to your grave.”

“Thanks for the compliments, Alfred,” Jeff said with a grin, “But that won’t stop us from killing you.”

“Attack!” Rodrigo roared and a fierce battle broke out.

Gunshots could be heard from every angle. Heads were already rolling on the ground.

“Go to hell, motherfucker!” Jeff said as he shot one of Alfred’s men.

Viper rushed to Jeff’s men with a gun and a sword in her left and right hands respectively. She swiftly cut off a man’s head and shot two men on their foreheads.

Douglas was also firing at Jeff’s men with a roll of weed in between his lips. He was laughing crazily as he shot the men.

Alfred was already out of bullets. He angrily threw his gun away as two of Jeff’s men drew out their guns at him.

Alfred moved with lightening speed. His fist shot out and landed a devastating blow to the side of the first man’s skull. He wasn’t built to take such a punch and it blacked him out under a minute.

The second man fired feverishly at Alfred but he dodged the bullets and came charging down on him. Alfred came under him with an uppercut carrying all his weight behind it under his jaw.

Alfred felt the man’s jaw bone give way and the punch took him flying in the air and crashing down on a red car. He laid there and passed out.

Jeff’s men were already reducing in number. Alfred and his gang had the upper hand.

Jeff quickly hid behind a vehicle with a revolver in his hand. He placed his finger on the trigger and he aimed at Alfred.

“Arrivederci, Alfred Gilberto (Goodbye, Alfred Gilberto).” He said in italian, with a smirk and he pulled the trigger, then a loud gunshot was heard afterwards.

BANG!!!!!!