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14.92% The Mafia Lord and His Auburn Beauty / Chapter 20: Middle Finger

Kapitel 20: Middle Finger

If the world wishes to change.

If evil has to meet its end.

Then karma must lose its fuel.

And not Recircle evil to fix evil.

It was 3 a.m and in the next thirty minutes, Malo Scott will step out of the Casino and head home accompanied by his 3 guards.

For the last three weeks, Jack and Roxie have patiently spied on Malo Scott twenty-four hours daily. They knew where he was at every given time, what he was doing and how he does them.

They would have been able to get Malo without passing through the stress of spying on him, but Ralph wanted a clean job and instructed them to get Malo without drawing unnecessary attention. So they had to spy on him to know the best time to get him without any unnecessary attention and civil casualties.

Speaking of Ralph, the man seemed quite different lately. He rarely speak to anyone and spent most of his time indoors obviously scheming. Jack was happy about the fact that Ralph has stopped locking himself indoors but he couldn't shake off the feeling that Ralph seemed more different since the death of Johnny.

"Do you want one?". Jack heard Roxie say, dragging him out of his thoughts as she stretched out her hand to hand him a cigar.

"Yes, thank you". He said as he takes it from her. Keeping watch with Roxie wasn't as bad as he imagined. Aside from the fact that she never smiled and seemed hot-headed, he enjoyed working with her. She was very professional and for some reason looked strangely cute while doing her job. Her concentration was impeccable. She had kept her nomad eyes fixed on the front of the Casino without turning away for the last four hours. He wondered whether her concentration and effort in this job were birthed from her hate for the Malos because of what they did to her when she was younger or if it was how she normally gets all jobs done.

He placed the cigar between his lips and took a long drag. The heat from the cigar helped to mitigate the cold night breeze. Once Scott Malo steps out of the Casino to head home in a few minutes, they will quietly follow him and when he stops at the Gas station a few miles away from his house to fill his tank like he had done daily without fail for the past two weeks, they will get the jump on him. Viper had already replaced the usual Gas station attendant and was in position. All that's left is for Scott Malo to stop at the Gas station and they will pick him up from his guards like an adult taking candy from a baby.

"Too Easy". Jack muttered as he puffed out some smoke.

"He's coming out". Roxie notified him almost immediately.

"Start the car, Roxie". Jack instructed as he saw Scott Malo stepping out of the casino.  He had 4 guards with him.

"Shit, he has four guards today" Roxie complained as she starts the car. "Does he know we are after him today?". She asked.

"No, he doesn't. From what we've gathered Scott Malo is a whip. He would have gone into hiding with the slightest suspicion that we were after him". Jack said.

"True".Roxie replied.

"We'll stick to the plan. Just follow them". Jack ordered Roxie who followed Malo's Suv closely.

It was a forty-minute drive from the Casino to the filling station. The place was isolated by this time. Roxie followed Scott's Suv as they drove into the filling station. Jack Sighted Viper, directing Scott's car to stop. He was already in character. He looked funny with his blue T-shirt and cap which he wore to disguise himself as the station gas attendant.

One of Scott Malo's guards got down from the car and headed towards Viper. He probably stepped down to go and ask Viper something. But Without wasting time Viper took out his pistol from the back of his trousers and fired three shots at the guard killing him. The hunt had begun.

The rest of Scott Malo's guards immediately opened fire on Viper who had already taken cover anticipating their next move and fired back some more shots.

Roxie moved quickly into action.

"Die bitch", she screamed as she ran her car over one of Scott Malo's guards who had stepped out

of the car with Scott and was trying to take Scott out of the scene to safety. She had narrowly missed hitting Scott.

"Shit Roxie we need him alive!". Jack exclaimed as he opened the door of the car to take cover seeing Scott Malo's guard had also opened fire on them.

Scott Malo who had escaped being hit by Roxie immediately dashed towards the nearby alley. Jack wasn't going to let him escape.

"Cover me". Jack instructed Roxie, Who opened fire immediately at the guard shooting at them. While Jack stole the chance to chase after Scott. He was certain Roxie and Viper could handle the remaining guards.

Scott was fast. Jack wondered how a forty-year-old man could be so fast on his feet. The closer Jack felt he got, the faster Scott Malo became. It got harder for Jack to breathe as he chased Scott Malo. He was asthmatic, so running for long wasn't one of his greatest strengths. If he allowed Malo to find his way to the alley which he was running towards, then, the man will escape.

'What do I do?'. Jack thought.

Jack immediately stopped running. An idea had hit him. Without wasting time he took out his gun and aimed at Scott Malo's leg. It was dark but he could still see him, the silver color leather jacket Scott Malo wore also helped. Jack took the shot and it was enough to put Scott Malo down.

"You're a nimble one". Jack said as he moved towards Malo.

"Please don't kill me. I didn't fucking do anything". Scott Malo who struggled to crawl away cried out.

"Don't worry, you won't die today". Jack responded as he gave him a hard blow to knock him out. "That's for stressing me out". He said, Before lifting him on his shoulder.

The gunshot sound had also faded off at the station. He sighted Roxie smoking from a distance as he came closer. Just as he thought, handling the remaining guards must have been a piece of cake for them.

"What about the guards". he asked as he returned to the station.

"All dead". Viper answered as he came from behind him. He seemed to have changed back to his black cloak. "Is he dead?" Viper asked pointing at Scott who stayed still like a filled sack on Jack's shoulders.

"No. Just taking a nap".

What should we do to the bodies? Roxie asked.

"Bury them in a Shallow grave at this location"He instructed as he reached out for his pocket and handed over a shit of paper to Viper before he continued. "It's close to one of the Pitchers Gang Warehouses so you got to do it without a trace and also find a way to anonymously hint the Malo Gang that the Pitchers got Scott". Jack Instructed.

"Ok," Roxie answered.

"One last thing. Cut off their middle fingers on both hands before you bury them". Jack further instructed.

"Why?" Viper asked confused.

"That's what the Don ordered". Jack replied.

"Ok. If that's what the Don ordered then it shall be so". Viper replied.

As Jack moved to put Scott in the boot. He wondered how crazy the Malos will be when they woke to the news that Scott and his four guards had vanished. It had just begun. Ralph's revenge.


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