Chapter 55 POTHOLES

Chapter 55 POTHOLES
MARCUS BLOOM

A spy?

What jargons is he spilling again this time around?

At first, I thought being puzzled was onky imaginary for me since I just wanted to know what exactly he had at the back of his mind but after listening to him once again, I am truly puzzled.

“Let me understand you, Lorenzo,” I answered with a serious look.

“Ah..haha..so you actually think I would just leave your Boss alone and let him be? C'mon, I was fucking spying on him and that fucking empire of his!” He blurted in a loud tone.

You gotta be shitting me. 

“You mean you have spies littered around his estate and even in the mansion where we live??” I asked out of curiousity.

Looks like I made a great decision telling Duder to wait in the car. This isn't something he should be hearing of and here I was thinking I had been compromised.

That might just not be the case.

“Take a breath, hard boy. I don't have anyone in the mansion. Roberto's men are quiet a tough nut to crack but outside, I've got enough eyes so I know of every operation going on. I knew about the men coming to see your boss so I made my move!” He voiced out in his usual lousy manner.

“But why would you do that? Why would you have spies there when you have me on the inside? Isn’t that why I formed this alliance with you in the first place??” I spoke in defense.

More of pretense, actually.

“Well, you and I both know how smart and powerful your Boss is. I don't trust Roberto for a second. He always have somethi g up his sleeves and havi g yo watch him for me isn't enough…”

“I mean…just look at, were you going to tell he had a visit from Russia or you think I didn't know those men were from the legend, Dimitri?” He said.

“Marcus Bloom…I did what was right and you should be thanking me for cleaning up.a mess that could spilled over on your Boss or is this something you wana tell him about now, at this late hour of things?” He asked.

I paused. I must have underrated this fool.

He is actually a smart ass too. But not smart enough to realize I am not actually on his side of things.

“I guess this is my thank you then,” I bent a knee reluctantly.

That should be enough to earn his attention back.

“Indeed…now do you want to see those men or what?” 

“Of course but there is something else…you still haven't given me something to look onto. You promised this week..” I said.

I had everything in control or I hope so. I was building an underground empire for myself. Men loyal to me and me alone not as a Lord but as a Captain of Captains.

It was my backup and a fuel to the ego of mine that has trampled upon by Roberto. Even though I never wished to take over from Roberto, my fabricated story to Duder is to have reinforcement for Roberto incase he ever feels he has lost it all. 

That would be my way to buy back his trust and love.

“Oh, that..I will do that right after you pay me back for this action I took on your behalf,” he utttered.

Hmmm….

“What exactly do you want me to do for you?”

“There is a rumor that Roberto has a royal land in his name and it is fetching him some bad ass underground money no one knows about not even you,” he said.

“Royal land? Roberto?” I asked again to be certain. 

I had never heard of it. Although, I had a tingy feeling something of such exist and I could vividly remember how I got to know about it.

I found myself eavesdropping. 

It was a quiet afternoon and Roberto had dismissed the men, story was, he needed everyone out to the operations point, the casinos, the lounge, the clubs, every freaking where his money was coming in.

The only men left at the mansion was the innate bodyguards for the house. “I want you out also, Marcus. You don't need to stay behind. Those men need supervision and no one else can do it better asides you so get out there and keep an eye on my business for me,” he uttered.

I was puffed up. That was the best thing anyone could ever tell me. It was one of the many things that made me love my Boss.

His ultimate trust in my capabilites to follow his orders to the letter, carry out the heavy tasks and deliver as efficiently as possible. 

He could brag of me anywhere. That confidence spell was one thing I loved.

“Okay, Boss. Are you sure you don't need me to stay for a while and look around for some things for you?” I asked.

“Not at all,” he shoved me off with a wave. 

I walked out and just getting into the car to drive off the compound, I noticed I didn't take my belt.

It was a special belt, more like a whip!

So I went back in from the back of the house only for me to hear Roberto on the phone having what seem to sound like a hot argument.

“You don't get to talk to me like that…not in your fucking life!!” The voice of Roberto lashed through the air like an angry bird flapping it's wings furiously.

I was tempted to just intervene but I had to stay back. Roberto wouldn't be pleased to know I had come back and was putting my ears down on his calls so I stayed still and didn't move.

“Listen…I don't care what you have to do or how much you have to sacrifice. I don't want that property on the market. I don't care if it will take millions to take it off sight, I don't fucking mind!!”

There was a pause from Roberto for few minutes like the other voice on the call was saying certain things.

“Hold on…..listen, I got that property by a means you don't want to know about so you either do what I said you should or you are going to pay dearly with your life.”

“I want that property underground and off sight. If you have to shut every mouth and silence every being that knows about it then do that!”

That was the last I heard.

I wonder who he was talking to and what property he is referring to.