Taken By The Mafia Lord

842 It Takes A Monster To Kill A Monster

It was indeed Richardo standing in the room full of the murdered members of the Basil family. In a twinkle of an eye, one of the powerful ruling families in the city was wiped out and it was all thanks to his scheme.

It was a struggle for his life having fallen in the hands of Konstantin who had come to collect what he was due with their business falling through. It was hard to get Konstantin to spare his life, but Richardo had always been a shrewd businessman and was able to strike a deal with him.

Killing him was not going to provide his money nor bring back his drugs destroyed in the hands of Marcel, but Richardo had a plan that would assure the both of them got what they wanted. It was hard to get Konstantin to agree to it considering he was scared the council would put a target on his head, but Richardo assured him. Before even the council would catch even a whiff of what was happening, he was already halfway across the ocean – with his money intact.

While others would recognize the move tonight as a power grab, Richardo was not interested in it. The target was the Basil’s family off-shore accounts, with the money in there he could settle Konstantin and pursue his revenge against the Luciano family with the rest of it. Sure, Marcel pushed him over the edge of the cliff and thought he won, but this was just the beginning.

Marcel only helped remove a weakness Richardo never realized he had until now and that was his humanity. Nothing else fueled his urge to live other than the taste of revenge – he was determined to spill Marcel’s blood. The Luciano family doesn’t know what’s going to hit them. They might have been a bit bigger player all these years but they are about to meet a master player.

“I told you it was going to work,” Fin said gleefully as soon as he came in, feeling a surge of pride.

Of course, Richardo couldn’t have pulled this off, not without the help of like-minded individuals or as he would like to call it, allies. Fin has no vendetta against the Luciano family, but he wants his own empire, and what better way to gain that other than to strike a deal that would work for the both of them.

His uncle had not seen it coming. A man’s enemy is a member of his family, even the Bible had not lied about that one. The man thought that he had a helper by his side, who knew that he was nurturing a lion cub that soon grew to devour him. Sometimes mercy was a big mistake. He should have never let Fin in but rather kick him to the curb like the others when they recognize the threat he could be in the future. In the same way, Marcel should have killed him when he had the chance.

But now, there was no going back. No looking back. Richardo knew that he wasn’t going to survive the bloodbath that was about to flood the city, but he would die bringing Marcel down. The chosen one of the Luciano family was going down to hell with him.

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There was a change of aura around Richardo, he reeked of death. Something snapped in him that night after watching Macy die in front of him. He recognized that the weak were nothing but prey in the hands of the powerful and now he wanted that power, even at the cost of his soul. He still had wounds around his face from the tortures Konstantin had put him through the previous night. But none of them hurt as the fire that burned inside of him for vengeance.

“Where is it?” He asked, referring to the accounts.

“He keeps them protected.” Fin grinned maniacally as he said, “But he should have protected it from me.”

Fin pulled out a blade from his pocket and then bent over his uncle’s corpse, he cut off one of his right fingers and said, “follow me”.

Richardo went with him, along with two of the soldiers that Konstantin had given him for this mission. The others stood behind to make sure there was no interference whatsoever – everyone in that room must remain dead and not call for help. Their major inference would be the commission and Richardo wanted it to be done before they came.

They found the safe in the house but it could only be opened with his Uncle’s finger which he had already chopped off and pressed against the screen. The safe opened with a click and Fin pulled out the suitcase in there. He opened it and brought out the phone inside of it which he opened with the dead finger too.

“Alex!” Richardo called his hacker who had survived the pandemonium.

He came into the office and dropped his laptop on the desk and Fin tossed the phone to him which he caught and began to do his magic. Although it was mere minutes, it felt like forever for Richardo who began to fidget. This was the only plan he had to have his revenge on Marcel and if it didn’t work, it would take him years to come up with something.

“I’m in,” Alex announced and Richardo was glad. Finally, everything was coming together.

The funds were moved three ways; a percentage was sent to Konstantin and cleared his debts; another percentage was sent to Richardo’s account to fund his revenge against the Luciano family; the rest was given to Fin to run his empire.

“Now that it is done,” Fin said, stretching his hands for a handshake, “It was a business doing business with you.”

“Likewise,” Richardo said, enveloping his palm with his. They were still shaking hands with each other when a bang was heard and Fin dropped to the ground with a thud.

Richardo showed no response other than to wipe out the blood that splashed on his face with his handkerchief. If Fin could betray even his own family, what was the probability he wouldn’t cross him too?

He glanced down at his watch, it was time already. As if on cue, his phone beeped with a message

[It’s done.]

Konstantin was dead.

Richardo laughed at the top of his voice as Alex set to work, sending all of the funds to his account alone. It took a monster to destroy a monster. What was the use of paying off his debt when he could be in charge instead? With money comes power and now, he has bought over the Bratva.

The streets of this city was about to swim with blood. There would be no mercy.