>>>-M-A-T-T-E-O-> "Anything?" I asked, hovering over Aurelio's shoulder to look as he vigorously typed on his keyboard.

He shook his head. "I've gotten everything set up. If her signal appears, it'll show on the screen. Until then, we'll have to wait some more."

"It's already been 8 hours," Marcella groaned.

"There's nothing I can do, Marcella. Her phone has to be turned on. The last signals emitted from her showed that she was going down highway 95 and that's not enough to go on with."

I plopped down into the sofa, sinking in frustration with my face in my hands. I heard the door opening and lifted my head up to see Aiden and Giovanni.

"We brought food," Aiden announced as he set the take out bag on the table in front of me.

Aurelio was already up and out of his chair, drooling after hearing "food". Marcella, on the other hand, looked disappointed.

"Seriously? How do you guys have an appetite at a time like this?" Marcella criticized. Giovanni and Aiden ignored her, taking the food out of the bags. Marcella sniffed the air and walked to the table to get a better look. "Wait, did you guys get burgers?"

"We did. Two burgers, large fries, and a milkshake for each of us." Aiden said, handing her a burger.

"Is my milkshake strawberry?"Marcella asked.

"Yes, with two cherries on top," Giovanni said, sliding her cup in front of her and giving her a straw.

Marcella thanked them as she cheerfully dug in with the rest of us. Halfway done with her first burger, Marcella spontaneously cried.

"Woah, Marcella. What's wrong?"

"This burger is really good and my best friend isn't here to taste it. I'm here enjoying this and she's probably out there experiencing the worse or ... or ... dead! What am I going to tell my mother in law?"

"Mother in law ?" Giovanni asked, "Are you keeping in touch with Emmet?"

"No, but that's not the point," she replied, sniffling.

I got up, bringing along my burger wrappers and opened ketchup packets to throw in the garbage on my way to Aurelio 's computer. I sat in front of the screen and examined it. It showed the last signals we got from Ila. Going down Highway 95, the road was highlighted red. Then, it abruptly stopped. The only explanations Aurelio gave were either her phone died at that spot or Stollo's men found her phone and got rid of it.

I've been worrying nonstop about Ila. I closed my eyes in anger of myself, remembering that it was me telling Ila to leave. I thought it would have been safer for her that way instead of stationing myself near Ila to protect her. If I had done that, there was more potential in harming her since I was a big target.

She's going to think of me different. An annoying part of me kept telling me that she was not going to come out of there loving me after I rescue her. It was my fault she got into the situation. Not because of the night of the attack where I sent her back to the parking spot, but the day she found me in the alleyway.

The fact that Stollo has an Il Bisbiglio was no good. The passion of hatred he has for us will no doubt suffice in cruel ways, torture. The fact was that he didn't capture a male member of Il Bisbiglio, he had a woman. I didn't want to think of what the men of his mafia will do to her. Yet, as I stared longer at the screen, all I could think about was the worse.

The didn't have just any Il Bisbiglio woman, they had my woman. My anger started to boil and I shot straight up from the chair.

"What? Did her signal pop up?" Aurelio asked, his mouth full of fries.

"No," I answered, "I'm going to go outside and get some fresh air."

<-S-E-F-A-N-<<< I closed the door behind us as we walked out of the basement. The doctor had passed out and seeing that there was no longer any way to get information out of her since she's knocked out cold, we decided to stop for now.

"Why they attacked us anyway?" Emilio asked as we reached the living courters.

"Who? Il Bisbiglio?" Jeffery questioned for Emilio to be more specific.

"Yeah. Weren't we working with them a few months ago?" I asked, joining in the conversation.

"That is until they murdered Reece and the rest." Herman clarified.

Emilio and I immediately made eye contact. We knew something they didn't, we knew what exactly happened on the night of the murders.

"Wait, Il Bisbiglio killed them?" Jefferey asked, confused.

"Do you guy not know anything?" Herman laughed, patting Emilio on the back. "I and Conrad were on call to stir up problems with some of the Il Bisbiglios and I guess the attack at the den was their response."

As if on cue, Conrad approached us.

"Boss wants us over at his office in five minutes," he said.

"Looks like the five of us are getting busy since the top five are dead now," Jefferey smirked.

"We are, aren't we?" Herman laughed, "A blessing and a curse. Boss wanted nothing to do with us and now them five are gone, he can't get enough of us."

Conrad tried to hush them. "My friends, don't let him hear you say that. Mr. Stollo is still grieving."

Jeffery excused himself, "Before we head over to his office, I have to get something from my room real quick."

"I'm feeling sort of hungry, I'm going to go to the kitchen and grab something," Herman said, rubbing his stomach.

"I'll join you," Conrad said before parting way with Emilio and I and going along with Herman.

We both watched them walk away out of earshot.

"Il Bisbiglio?" I asked, shaking my head in shock.

"At least they aren't on our tails," Emilio said, shrugging. "We got what we want and Jeffery, Conrad, and Herman seem to be happy with it."

I looked at Emilio and declined what he was inferring, "It's best not to tell them. They won't understand, nor will they keep their mouths shut. What if words get around and reach the Boss himself?"

Under the watch of Reece, Giadorti, Russo, Tom, and Hugo whenever Stollo was gone, the place was run like an absolutist monarchy. They grew to be feared by many people in our mafia, but they were loved by Riccardo Stollo. He liked them so much that only their words were listened to and their actions were praised for. However, it's not like they said or did anything much. All they did was lounge around with Stollo in the palms of their hands, drinking, sleeping, and spending the mafia's money. With them gone, our profits had gotten better and the rest of the mafia members got their words in. However, if people start talking about how I and Emilio wiped out the top five, the consequences will result in torture, followed by death. Betrayal in the mafia was not taken lightly.

"You're right," Emilio smiled.

Emilio and I were the first one to reach the office.

"Where's Conrad, Jeffery, and Herman?" Stollo asked.

"They are on their way here," I told Stollo.

Stollo nodded, "Well, did you get anything out of the girl?"

"She claims to not know anything. Even after handling her, she still insists that she doesn't take part in meetings and has no say in planning," Emilio informed him.

"I think we can take her word for it. She wasn't lying when she told us her name and her part with Il Bisbiglio. If she is the doctor, I don't see why she would be involved with attacks."

Conrad, Jeffery, and Herman walked in after knocking to announce their presence.

"And she doesn't seem to be dangerous," Herman added, "When we took apart her backpack, there were just medical supplies. When Conrad and I patted her down, she only had a knife hidden in her bra. Even before, when Jefferey and I found her in the car, she didn't have a gun or anything."

Jefferey pulled out a phone from his back pocket and placed it on the table and explained, "I found this in her pocket. It's currently dead."

"Charge it and see if there's anything useful on there," Stollo ordered. "As for the girl, let's keep her a little longer and see if we can use her a bait. If they don't come for her in a week, kill her."

>>>-M-A-T-T-E-O-> I drew my fingertips away from my mouth, holding a cigarette. I exhaled and watched the smoke rise and disappear. A car pulled up in the driveway and my father stepped out.

"Father? What are you doing here?" I asked.

"The same reason you're here," My dad answered.

"To find Ila?" I asked, unsure.

"What? No, to see Aurelio. What happened to Ila?"

I frowned, "She got captured by Stollo's men. I think some of them managed to escape the attack last night. They probably ran into Ila when I told her to go back to the cars."

"That's unfortunate. I'm guessing Marcella, Gio, and Aiden are with you?"

"Yes, they are inside Aurelio's ro-"

The front door behind us burst opened and Marcella was sprinting full speed with Giovanni chasing her. Marcella cut through the grass by the time Giovanni caught up and tackled her to the ground.

"Giovanni, let go of me!" Marcella yelled, squirming underneath him.

"Give me my keys!" Giovanni begged.

Marcella managed to get out of Gio's pin. Just as Marcella got on to her own two feet and started to run to the car, Giovanni was up and running too. Gio sprinted past her and blocked Marcella's path to the driver's door.

"Move out of the way, Gio!"

"I barely got her repainted!"

I handed my father my cigarette and jogged my way over to the fighting pair. "Guys, what's going on?"

"I'm tryna save my baby from getting wrecked!" Giovanni said, referring to his car.

"And I'm trying to save my best friend. Ila's signal showed up. She's only three cities away! Tell Gio to move out of the way so we can go get her!"

With Marcella focused on me, Giovanni grabbed the car keys out of her hand. At the same time, he grabbed Marcella from the waist and tossed her over his shoulder. Without hesitation, he ran towards the house and away from his car.

"Let me go!" She yelled, slapping his back, "I'm going to shove Stollo's drugs down his throat until he poops our cocaine!"

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