Chapter 29 Milan Informat
Forget about it.
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Roman's point of view:
I entered the bar, passed through the tables, and entered a room where Anurak was. As expected they are playing casino games. He will never let go of gambling. I leaned against the wall studying him for a moment. He has a scar now. The modafucka is now richer since he is working with the Milan family. The Fyodor family just used him for their selfish interests without treating him well. I can't blame them though.
They know that even an enemy should not keep a traitor. Anurak is the greatest traitor I have ever seen, and yet he is living freely due to the helpful information he always has for the Dons. Anurak is the best and greatest informant in the mafia world, he has his own team. His spy team is the best. But he is always causing unnecessary rifts between the mafia families.
So, I am ending his damn life today. If I end his life, the Milan family will lose their greatest informant and that means I will be ahead of them, beating them at their own damn game.
I clapped my hands drawing attention.
"Anurak, welldone. Don't tell me you are losing at the game you are sponsoring in this bar." I said in mockery.
"What the fuck are you doing here, Atono. Get him." He said to his men.
"They wouldn't dare," I said aloud, warning them.
I walked majestically to him. I dug my hand inside my pocket and picked up my cigar. I lit it with the one in his mouth.
"How have you been, Anurak?" I asked him.
"What do you want, Anton?" He panicked.
"You told me to stay off your limit, and I have been off limits since you warned me. What the fuck do you want now!" He asked in frustration.
"You haven't answered my question, Anurak." I smiled at him.
"As you can see I am in the place you put me. And I have been living with the scar you gave me." He said.
I puffed on my cigar and released the smoke into the air.
"You think I gave you the scar? You gave yourself. I wouldn't have if you didn't try to mess with my affairs." I told him.
"Fine I admit, I was trying to mingle with your affairs, but it is all in the past now." He said.
"Hmmm, what about informing the Milan Family about my business?" I asked him.
"I never did that. You know I wouldn't do that." He lied.
"So why were you at my office the day before Millan attacked my office? If you have forgotten, I will remind you of the date. You came in disguise around 9:30 pm that day. On the 5th of February, this year. You met with a man that same night and you gave him a flash drive. And the next thing I knew was that I was attacked and everything in my office was destroyed and I also lost millions of dollars due to what you did in my office. In a nutshell, you came to steal delivery dates and you got it by bribing the men in my office. You bribed my security guard, who made him delete your footage from the CCTV records. Am I not right?" I asked him with a smirk.
"I never did that, Anton. Believe me."
"You should know I am not a newbie in this game. I have been in this business ever since my parents fucked one another which led to pregnancy. You were trained to be in this job. Do you now know the difference between us? I knew you were the one judging from how neat you stole from me. You shouldn't be surprised. I am not as dumb as the other family that blindly uses you for their businesses, okay?"
"Now that you know, what do you want to do to me?" He asked with confidence.
I removed my gun from my waist belt and pointed it at his head.
His men quickly pointed their guns at me.
"Watch your back" he said.
"Put your gun down or I will shoot you." One of his men said as he put his gun to the back of my head.
"You put your gun down before I blow you off," Hong said to his man who pointed his gun at me.
"We can sort this out, Roman," Anurak said.
My men stood up and brought their guns out.
"You were a fool not to know that they are my men. You played and lost to my men, how low of you to lose to them. They all won for me although it is their money." I said to him,
"Roman..." He tried to say.
"Shut the fuck up and don't dare call me Roman. I love it when you call me Anton. I feel so glad knowing that I will be the end of you. So call me Anton and not Roman." I told him.
"Put your guns down" he commanded his men.
"Putting their guns that won't mean I will put mine that, I might even kill you if you say anything that won't please me now," I smirked.
"I am so sorry." He apologized but it was too late.
"That's not pleasing me," I said to him.
"Not to waste my time, tell me something about the Milan family. Anything" I encouraged him.
He started blabbering about what I already know.
"I know all of that," I told him.
"To make the task easier, who is the Milan family partnering with aside from Lucas Dayson?" I asked him.
"Lucas's top enemy, but they are keeping it a secret. It is the Mexican top Mafia but he is based in England. His name is Kevin. His family is named after their great-grandmother who was the one to start the business in their family. The family name is the Berto Family."
"Hmm! Interesting! What's their sign?" I asked him.
"Their men all have the tattoo of a violin on their neck, while the Berto family themselves have the tattoo on their chest." He swallowed hard.
"The history behind the sign?" I asked him as I lowered my gun and started cleaning it with the back of my hand.
"That's their great grandma's favorite musical instrument. Her hobby is playing violins." He explained.
"Their mode of killing?" I asked him.
"Roman.. the questions are getting too much" he complained.
"So you can't answer them?" I dared him to say no, he can't.
"They also go with guns but one thing about them is that they are very traditional. They are also good at bowing arrows." He explained.
"What of the Milan family?" I asked him.
"They just go with ammunition. Gun, bombs. That's all" he said.
"What is Berto's net worth?" I asked him.
"They are just into drugs so they are not as rich as you are but they are more powerful"
"The Milan's?" I asked him.
"I don't really know about their Worth's but they work for the politicians like you do but higher politicians. And they also deal with oil and gas. They are currently building their refinery." He explained.
"What's their real aim?" I asked him.
"To bring down Lucas Dayson, to take control of the Russian mafia. So if Lucas brings you guys down, and after that, they will bring Lucas down. And the two families will have control over the Mexican, Italian, American, and English mafia businesses." He explained.
"That's too much for them. What about the Irish mafia?" I asked him.
"The Irish mafia is under Lucas Dayson." He answered.
"It will be so difficult for them to get Lucas Dayson," I muttered.
"Where is their hideout?" I asked him.
He kept mute. I cocked my gun and pointed it at him.
"Must you always kill?" He asked in fear.
"That's the business, you know so forget about it!" I said.
"Their hideout is in London, England. But they also use the underground at the Milan estate in Italy." He said.
"Write the damn address down," I told him.
He quickly scribbled down the addresses and gave them to me.
"I had the intention of killing you but you pleased me with all this information so stay fresh until I catch you again. And I promise, I won't hear a single explanation from you. I will blow your head off."
"You need to be careful." He warned me.
"You should be the one who should not get involved with the business. You know Milan isn't loyal to anyone. Have a nice day." I said.
I moved away from the spot and shot the man who pointed his gun at me on the head. I shot the guy beside him and a random guy making them three.
"They sacrificed their lives for you," I told him as I went out of the room with my men.
"The battle is a bit tough," Hong commented.
"I know but it is not too small for me to solve," I told him.
"You need to wash up," Hong said as looking at the blood stains on my shirt.
"I will just dispose of it," I told him.
We departed and I went back to the hotel. The reception area was empty except for the receptionist.
She looked at me weirdly.
"Are you okay, sir?" She asked.
"Business" I whispered to her
I went to the elevator and pressed the floor I was going to. The elevator stopped at the floor, I got out of the elevator and went to my room's door.
I used my card to enter. The dark room welcomed me. Irina must have been in bed by now.
I undressed and threw my shirt on the floor tiredly.
I washed up and went to bed.
I left the hotel very early to go to the museum. I met Gan at the reception area, so I walked up to him.
He looked so scared when he saw me.
"Good morning, sir." He greeted me.
"Good morning, dude. Where is your manager?" I asked him.
"Why do you want to see him?" He stuttered.
"I won't implicate you, don't worry. Just tell me where his office is." I told him.
He told me his floor and how I would get to his office. I left the reception area and did as instructed.
I knocked on his door politely, and when I heard someone come in. I entered his office.
"Good morning, how can I help you?" He asked without even offering a seat to sit on.
"Can I sit down? Or is this how you attend to customers?" I asked him.
"I am so sorry, please do have your seat sir." He said. I sat down on the guest chair and faced him.
"I am here for business. Purely business. There is a painting that caught my attention and I wish to get it for myself." I told him.
"I believe you understand that the paintings and exhibitions here aren't for commercial purposes," he said annoyingly.
"I never told you I am dumb," I said to him,
"Please sir..." I cut him off.
"How much is the price? I don't even need to speak with you, call me your boss." I commanded him.
"Sir, please we don't sell paintings here, so I would suggest you leave..." I cut him off but helped him to complete his statement.
"Before you call the security guards, right? There is a saying by the godfather, he says 'a smile will take a long way but a gun and a smile will take you further.' I guess that isn't a lie though" I said as I removed my gun from my waist and placed it on the table.
"I am not here for any disturbance, I am just here to buy the painting at any amount you call it so call me your boss," I told him.
He took his office phone and called his boss.
".... The man is at my office. You need to come and see him here." He said into the phone.
I put my gun back in my waist.
"It won't result well if you tell anybody what you just witnessed." I threatened him. He nodded in response
The door opened and a man in his forties entered.
"Good morning" he said.
Good morning" I replied.
"A painting attracted me to buy it, so here I am. I want to buy it at any price you call it." I said.
"You should understand that we don't sell our paintings and exhibitions out. They are mainly for sightings." He said.
"Is the price 10 million dollars?" I asked him.
"We can draw exactly like the painting for you" he tried to convince me.
"No, I want that painting. Painting isn't only about what we feel, it is about what we feel. When a painter paints, he puts many emotions and feelings into it. And there is one thing you should know about painting is that it defines a person. It portrays the environment around us. And sometimes it might be a puzzle we have to solve to get the solution to our problem." I explained to them.
"What's your purpose for buying it?" The man asked.
"My wife finds it so lovely and she wanted it so badly so I had no choice but to buy it for her. I want to use it as a gift for any upcoming anniversary. We just got married though." I expressed my plan to them.
"Even if we want to sell it, it is not a small amount. We should know the one you want and we will get back to you. Let him check the computer for the paintings, and let us know the one you want out of all of them. Or just give him the diagrams" They gave me diagrams and I searched for the painting. When I saw the painting, I handed it over to them.
"We will call you regarding it, but it might take up to weeks since it is a national property." He said as he stretched out his hand for me to take. I stood up and accepted his handshake.
"Here is my business card." I gave it to the man.
"We will make sure to call you." He said.
"And I will be expecting your calls" I said.
I put a two-thousand-dollar bill on the table so that they can be fast with the process. I smiled at the manager and went out of the museum but not before winking at the receptionist.
I got to the hotel room hoping to see Irina inside but I didn't see her in the suite. Is she okay? Was she kidnapped? I ran out of the hotel suite to the reception area.
"Where is my wife?" I asked the receptionist in a calm tone but I am freaking reckless. Alexei won't go easy on my family. I don't even want her missing. Half of my body is dead as I can't find her. She doesn't even know anyway here. She is a novice.
"Didn't she tell you? She has gone to the beach. She said she wanted to swim so we escorted her there." She said,
"Thank you." I walked to the beach looking for her. Then I spotted her. What the fuck?
I was busy searching for her hoping that she was safe but there she was flirting with another man.
"Roman, over here." She waved at me immediately she spotted me, signaling that I should come to her.
Does she want me to come and watch how she flirts with another man?
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