CLAIMED - Chapter 34: Chapter 34

"The statistics aren't right. There is no way they are washing and transporting THAT much money across the borders. The military and police on the boarder are tight so I highly doubt that the money is being transported the right way" Lorenzo spoke with utter authority. He was deeply focused in the monthly meeting, a meeting he had to check if everything was running smoothly. However, an error seemed to stand out by the beasts eyes.
"As long as it is being transported to us, what seems to be the problem capo?" a boy asked his capo. He seemed to be fairly new, having in mind that he didn't know Lorenzos rules.
"Moretti doesn't do dirty business, kid. If that amount of money is coming in, it must be from prostitution, drugging women, selling women or worse, using kids to transport the money from the border" Lorenzo explained himself, wanting the new boy to know his reasoning.
"You are right son. I will check that out with the boys right now" Charles spoke up before standing up to leave. The elderly man had always stood with justice and raised Lorenzo to do the same. Lorenzo went up to him, bending down to whisper into his ear; "Everyone, but Diego". Charles nodded before leaving the room.
"Tell me about the casinos, restaurants and hotels, Gonzales" Lorenzo diverted to the next topic. The meeting was full of discussing the different areas of the business. The men were in full work mode, the hours slipping away from their fingers. "What about you Scar?" Lorenzo asked the man who was sitting quietly and hadn't said a word the whole day. "Nothing new capo. Killed the man you had ordered to take care off. The wife who received her husband's limbs called the police. The case was taken up from the FBI. They investigated his children and wife. They don't have any links capo. Just another case with a dead end, in their behalf" Scar spoke, his voice so distant. Lorenzo nodded and continued the meeting. He looked at Scar a few times, seeing his attention somewhere else. A few hours passed before Lorenzo dismissed everyone, but Scar. "Mind staying behind, man?" he asked Scar, who nodded looking down. The door was shut completely, leaving the two alone. Lorenzo walked towards Scar, who was looking outside the window. he put his hand on Scars shoulder, as a sign of support. "Do you think I wouldn't know that something is bothering you?" he asked, handing him a cigar and taking one himself. He was about to put it between his lips, before a few familiar words echoed in his brain.
Smoking kills, you know?
Lorenzo put the cigar in his pocket, looking at Scar who had on a blank face. He pushed him lightly, urging him to speak. "Celina asked about her mother, Lorenzo" Scar whispered, afraid that his voice would crack in front of capo. Even if he knew that Lorenzo wouldn't give a fuck. The sentence made Lorenzo sit down on the floor and pushing Scar with him. "Tell me about it" he said, looking at his best man. "I didn't know what to say you know? I love my daughter, man. She is my.... everything. How am I supposed to tell her that her mother died because of me?" Scar spoke after a while. He was breathing so hard, tears forcing themselves out of him. Lorenzo looked at him and smiled. "Don't put the blame on yourself Scar. She was murdered because people don't understand what minding their own business is" Lorenzo seethed, his words coming straight from the heart. His parents had also died because of a snitching friend who didn't know how to mind his own business.
"I loved Selena with all my heart" Scar spoke again, tears escaping his eyes. Lorenzo watched as the big and tough man cried at the mention of his late girlfriend; "How?" he whispered. "How do you know?". Scar chuckled at the question before answering. "Because every time I felt like I was drowning, I would think about her and every worry would vanish. The thought of her being away from me, left me breathless. Sometimes, I wondered what I would do without her. And I came to a conclusion; I would die" he answered. "I tend to forget Lorenzo, men like us can't be loved" Scar quoted Lorenzos late father, Juan Moretti before standing up. He was about to walk out until Lorenzo spoke up; "I will find the man who killed her".
Scar chuckled, his tears brimming his eyes again. "Oh fratello, you don't even know" he spoke out, laughing while tears fell down his cheeks. Lorenzo saw as his friend burned so much that he laughed to ease it. "I have found him" he said, smiling sadly. Lorenzos ears perked up at that. "What?! And you didn't tell me?! You killed him, right?!" Lorenzo asked, happy that Scar would get his revenge and move on. To his surprise, Scar shook his head. "I didn't" he whispered and looked at Lorenzo brokenly. Before Lorenzo could throw a fit, Scar held up a picture of what seemed like a little girl. "He also has a daughter Lorenzo. The same age as Celina. I am a gang member and a hitman, but first of all I am a father. I can't do that to someone else". Scar put the picture on the desk, walking out of the warehouse. Lorenzo stood there for a minute, taking in all the information. I am a father. "Well, too bad that I am not" he muttered, holding the picture of the little girl, running out the warehouse.
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"YOU PSYCHO! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO YOU FOR YOU TO DO THIS MORETTI?!" The man screamed when he saw Lorenzo look at the pictures in his home. The man was bound to a chair with ropes in his own kitchen. Lorenzo had poured himself a glass of vodka and was observing the pictures as if he was in a museum. "You got a beautiful wife" he spoke, skillfully twirling his knife in his hands. "FUCK YOU MORETTI" The man seethed, screaming as the knife stabbed the wall directly over his head. "Manners" Lorenzo said, turning around again. "Did you think about her when you killed Selena?" he asked, not looking at him. the man trembled at Lorenzos calm posture. "I didn't know she was your family Moretti, I swear!" he begged the mafia man who was chuckling darkly. "She was a woman, fucker. She was a woman before she was my family!" Lorenzo raised his voice. The man cried out, regretting his own decisions. He begged for mercy, but none of them stuck.
Lorenzo held up another knife, pointing to the mans arm and throwing it straight at the point. He heard the loud screams and cries, calming his nerves. He walked on to him, slapping him hard. "You did this to a woman, sick bastard. So, don't let a single scream come out of your mouth". Blood poured out of his arm, but Lorenzo didn't care. He went back to his position and started to point to his thigh this time. "Nahhh, you choose the point this time" Lorenzo uttered leaning back in his expensive suit. The man groaned and shook his head. "please don't-"he started before getting interrupted. "The chest? Ok" he said throwing his knife, hitting the right spot. The man spat out blood, while Lorenzo laughed taking a sip of his drink.
Suddenly he heard his phone vibrate, indicating that he had received a message. He looked at it and saw the name; "Bella". Suddenly his focus was shifted, and he held up two knives, throwing one straight on his forehead and the other on his penis. He screamed in agony, watching Lorenzo walk out of his apartment, his expensive footwear hitting the wooden floor, resonating through the whole apartment.
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I am bored -Bella
Yeah, where you at? – Lorenzo
Work :( - Bella
Break? – Lorenzo
Yeah, James isn't here today :( - Bella
What are you wearing? – Lorenzo
What?- Bella
Go to the restroom Bella and send capo a picture- Lorenzo
Omg, are you serious?- Bella
Give me something to work with here, Amore- Lorenzo
CAPO MY ASS- Bella
BYE- Bella
Lorenzo grinned at the text messages and didn't notice the gang, along with Sara, watching him intently. They had seen their capo change for the better. He was no longer snappy and irritated from working really long hours without sleep. the business was running smoothly because he didn't kill every person giving him a hard time. His health seemed to be better and he looked happier. Charles, who had seen Lorenzo with Bella yesterday, was so eager to tell Sara about what he had witnessed. He even considered calling back in Italy to have a heads up for Lorenzos marriage, but he chose against it. Lorenzos attention was brought back to the present when he saw the guys bringing out food from the warehouse kitchen. His day had been exhausting and he wanted nothing else than to eat and sleep with Bella in his arms. He saw as the guys found a seat on either the sofa, table or literally anywhere. He even saw Sila sitting on the floor, even if it was plenty of space for him to sit on to sofa. He could hear Sara scolding the boys on how they had lost weight and what he didn't hear was Diegos voice. They hadn't spoken since and he didn't know how to approach the situation. Was Diego expecting an apology? Because he won't get one, Lorenzo thought to himself. He pulled out his phone again to see no messages and slumped back on his seat.
"Capo" Scars voice startled Lorenzo.
"What's up?" Lorenzo asked lowly, standing up.
"Just because I said that I couldn't kill him, didn't mean that-" Scars sentence was interrupted by a high pitched squeal. Lorenzo looked ahead to see Celina running towards him, with arms open wide. She held her lollipop in one hand and a teddy bear in another. Lorenzo ignored Scar completely and shrugged of his mafia persona as he approached the girl. "My sweet pea" he said, picking up the girl and sitting her down in his lap. The next hours were spent with a lot of eating and talking. Just when his thoughts were about to drift to Bella, he heard another vibration in his pocket. He picked it up and looked at the message; It was from Marco
I found his name, is that enough?- Marco
More then enough, fratello- Lorenzo
Let's just say, don't wish for things you don't want to happen.