Chapter 146 The Showdown III
It had taken quite a while for Luciano to arrive at the dock.
All the way there, he'd been working how best to get Luigi to hand over Isabella and Sofia without any harm going to them.
"Are they even here!?", Luciano said as he wondered.
There were no lights!
It didn't look like Luigi was present at all.
Well that was until Luciano felt a presence behind him.
Turning so swiftly, Luciano landed a hard punch on a man who was ready to startle him from behind.
Guess he got surprised first.
"Stand down!", Luciano heard as more men appeared out of nowhere.
Light suddenly appeared...
Looked like the men carried tactical lights.
Seeing that he was surrounded, and they were with weapons, Luciano did as he was told.
"You had better not come here with any weapons!", One of them said, attracting Luciano's attention.
That one had a tatto on his hand, one which was quite familiar.
"I didn't!", Luciano spat, a defiant look on his face as he waited for the men to lead him to Luigi.
"Hey!
Search him!", the man with the tattoo ordered someone else.
Soon after, Luciano was searched.
The men didn't leave the vehicle behind as they searched for weapons, communication devices and other individuals.
But they found none, Luciano had indeed come alone.
"Move it!", Luciano heard as he was shoved with a gun.
And so he did, they walked past the only entrance, passing some men who stood on guard.
He was led to the open space, where he was bound with a zipcuff, kicked to the floor on his knees and forced to wait.
"Un Don così debole! ", one of the men spat, as they walked away from Luciano.
"Ti vedo in forma!", Luciano suddenly heard his uncle say as he walked towards him.
"And you've been a coward, hiding in the shadows!", Luciano spat with equal vigour.
He had lost all the respect for who he used to know as his uncle.
"Ahhh!
That smart mouth of yours!".
Luciano's sentence had riled Luigi up, thus he walked to his front, towering over him and slapped him with the back of his hand.
But still, Luciano didn't flinch, except the slight turn of his head.
He looked back at him, staring into his soul, his eyes raging with defiance.
If only he want at his uncle's mercy!
"How does it feel like having all you ever wanted taken from you!?", Luigi demanded.
Luciano squinted, disregarding the burn on the side of his cheek as he read between the lines.
"You!
You killed father?!", Luciano questioned, wanting to get on his feet.
Another slap followed with a snide remark.
"Get back on your knees you brat!"
Luigi walked away from him, picking interest in the shade of the yellow a container was painted.
"I killed your father!
I killed your mother!
And then I killed my father!
I would have killed you, you would have been dead by now.
You wouldn't even have to experience this tussle, because you would be long dead by now!", Luigi spat.
"I'll make sure I kill you with both my hands!", Luciano said, already thinking about making his uncle's death the most painful experience.
"All these threats!
You can't do anything more on your knees!", Luigi said as he took a deep breath.
He walked to a table that had been there since he arrived.
Documents were laid out, a stark misdirection form his original plan.
"I could kill you and claim the title as my own, but the families want me to go through formalities...!", Luigi started, as he continued to yap about his achievements in slowing him down so far.
It all made sense to Luciano at that point.
He was finally starting to place it...
The tattoo on the hand of the men he saw earlier, Mr Felix, Mei Ling and every other thing that was out of place.
Ahh Mei Ling!
She would get what was coming to her.
The families had been helping Luigi the whole time.
Yet they smiled at him, waiting for his downfall the whole time.
There and then, Luciano promised them a horrible death.
"Now...
You're going to be a good example and sign these documents...!"
"What if I don't want to?!", Luciano countered, his expression still hard.
"Oh you will!
Because I have the right motivation for you!",
Luigu said before footsteps approached from another direction.
Isabella was the first person he saw, and then Sofia who hid her face in her mother's shoulder.
They looked disheveled, tattered, pale and worn out.
And right behind them, Mia followed, the traitor they hadn't known the whole time.
She pointed a gun to Isabella's head as she brought them to a stop by the table.
"Hiii boss!", Mia greeted Luciano.
She was in a rather happy mood, she was about to have it all to herself.
"Troia!", Luciano spat, maintaing direct eye contact with Mia.
"At least I'm not the one bound!
You used to be high and mighty
Now look at you
Weak and and pathetic
Kneeling before me!", Mia said in disgust.
"He'll be dead soon my love!", Luigi assured, announcing something else Luciano didn't know.
"Your love?
You sick son of a bitch!", Luciano said, wanting to rush towards Mia.
He started to understand the severity of things.
"Stay on your fucking knees!", Luigi said as he fired a warning shot really close to Luciano's knee.
"The next one goes in her head if you pull another stunt!", Luigi warned as he brought the gun to Isabella's head.
Isabella started to cry with the amount of guns painted to her head.
Never in a million years would she have thought she would be in such a position.
"Shhhh!
It's going to be alright!
Everything's going to be fine!", Luciano assured.
"I'm scared Luciano!", Isabella confessed, tears running down when cheeks.
"It'll be all over soon!", Luciano assured.
"This is literally so pathetic!", Mia said, rolling her eyes.
She continued, "baby!
Let's just get this over with!
We have a flight to catch!", Mia said, acting coquettish.
"That's right
Hey!
Bring him here!", Luigi ordered as some men roughly helped Luciano up.
Mia could see it all coming together, they were this close.
Luciano would sign the contract, and it would all belong to them.
Except...
A loud gunshot!!!
A body suddenly fell to the floor.
In no time, multiple gunshots were fired, unfamiliar men sweeping the environment.
Mia looked towards Luigi on the floor, a gunshot apparent at the back of his head, and blood pooling around his body.
Mia needed to act fast.
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Translation;
Un Don così debole! - Such a weak Don
Ti Vedo in forma - I see you're in shape
Troia - Bitch