Chapter 7
***Godfather Albertrosso******
A middle-aged man with dyed long jet black hair in his office, he has a grey color suit on and a big cigarette in between his fingers, his teeth were crooked and tainted with stains from tobacco.
he puffed out the smoke from his nose as he breathe out with his mouth tightly shut.
he's the boss of the underworld, the Capo of the Malvagio clan, here in the central city his words were the law.
He's feared by many, including the laws and those that governed the law.
he has lots of prominent leaders under his arm, the ones who had come to him for a favor, and once he helps them, they become his pawn forever and when Godfather Albertrosso find them unworthy or not important, he gets rid of them before they become a problem to him.
He has an Italian wife, his moll, which he met as a thug, two sons, and one daughter who always fight over their father's criminal throne.
To Drexel who sees him as only his business partner, they both respected their title and for years they have never been any clash between the Mafia Godfather and the notorious assassin.
"Boss," Albertrosso's assistant said in a very deep voice as he walked up to him.
he was way younger than his boss, he had shaved hair which he dyed blonde, a round big fat head, a small button nose with an overgrown mustache, he was not in the categories of tall men but he was average in height and he had a stunted built body.
"the boys had managed to catch the foolish man that stole a truck of your opium," he added.
"How foolish man can be," Albertrosso said with an irritated smile on his face.
"come here, Lagan" he added beckoning to him.
"Yes boss," he ran to him and gave him his walking stick as his assistant, he already knows what his boss needs as Albertrosso was struggling to stand up.
Albertrosso had his left leg amputated ever since he was shot by the previous crime boss on his left leg when he was just fifteen years old when he survived it, he went back and dethroned the previous crime boss, during the gunfight he was still shot in that same leg leading to the final deformity of his left leg, he had been a mafia boss right from an early age, rumors has it that he was from an orphanage home and had ones begged for grains of food.
Now, he walks with a robot fixed on his left leg, and with the help of his walking stick, he could move around freely.
regardless of his deformity, he was still a crime boss and shouldn't be underestimated by anyone, those who underestimate him never lived to tell the tale.
He slowly got up and clasps his hands around the iron hand staff and took a slow step forward, then he straightened his back.
"Let's go see what punishment I levy on him," he said with a crooked smile.
"Yes boss," Lagan said as he walked him to the basement of the building.
Albertrosso's office was in the last building at the top, he and his assistant took an elevator to the underground basement of that building, which is the sixteenth building of the very tall multistory building owned by the crime boss.
the elevator ding as an announcement of their arrival at their destination, it opens widely and they are eyes fell on six men, one was on his knees with bruises around his face, his right eye was swollen and he was almost unrecognizable, blood trickling down his nose.
the rest of the five men were in a black suits and among them, only one man tall and slender with long brown hair stood out, he was pretty young but his aura was so dense and scary as he gaze murderously at the man pleading for his life, he's the second in command, Albertrosso first son, Xavier and probably the next heir to the Malvagio clan of gangster.
"What do you think you are doing Xavier!" Albertrosso shouted at his son with clear rage.
the men all averted their stares and did not dare to look the Godfather in the eyes, only his son speak up.
"Father, I want to teach this fool a lesson, he....,"
the hot slap that landed on his right cheek made him swallow his words.
"How dare you act without permission?" Albertrosso questioned, his voice was thunderous and it send shivers down all their spines, he now stood in front of his son staring daggers at him.
the rest of the men stood at attention as if they were recruiters in military training.
Xavier stood not moving nor shaking.
"I wanted to...." Xavier was not allowed to finish his sentence again.
Albertrosso threw Xavier a punch in his nose and he staggered backward falling to the ground, his nose bleeding.
"I didn't give you permission to speak, Xavier!" Albertrosso said, none of the guards nor his assistant were shocked at his brutality towards his son, they know how he beat and teach them a lesson anytime he wants.
He struggled to stand up on his feet, He spat on the floor and blood was mixed with it.
He lowered his gaze and with a mumbling tune he tenders his apologies.
"I'm sorry father, it will never happen again," Xavier said.
"I'm looking forward to it happening again," Albertrosso said with a wicked smile on his face. he stared once more at his son with pure irritation and with his hand staff in his hands, he moves over to the man who was already drenched in his wazz out of fear.
"Please forgive me, boss, I wasn't going to keep it for myself," he said crying.
"Oh, I see," Albertrosso said nodding his head at him.
"Please, I only followed that route because the cops were after my trail, please you can try and confirm from the escort," he said in a shaken voice.
"What escort?" Albertrosso asked looking into his eyes.
"the...the...the escort I went with," he said, he was shaken like the leave on the branch of a tree when it rains with lots of winds.
Albertrosso scoffed at his words, "Liar!" he said.
he had watched the CCTV where the driver had shot his escort before diverting the truck and turning away from the main route.
"Maybe I will let you go if you tell me who you connived with to steal my goods," Albertrosso added.
He pointed to the sharp sword on the wall and Lagan run to it and place it in his hands.
Albertrosso pointed the sword to his throat slowly pressing its sharp edge to his throat cutting him, he winced in pain.
"Please, I did everything on my own," he said.
Albertrosso smile at his last confession.
"Now, we are getting somewhere," he said to him.
"Lagan," he called his assistant.
"Yes boss," Lagan ran to him.
"Take him out and cut off his fingers, I don't want to stain my suit now, do I?" he said as he brought out one of the cigarettes from it pack which he had kept in the pocket of his suit.
Xavier ran up to him with a lighter and lit it for him.
"Please, please, have mercy on me, boss," he pleaded.
"What should we do to him after that?" Lagan asked, clearly they want to install more fear in him with threats.
"Let him go but not after you burn his house with his wife and two kids in it," Albertrosso said wiping his hand with a handkerchief.
"No, no, no, not my family," he pleaded as he was being dragged by his leg, his head hitting the pebbles on the floor of the basement which was not tiled at all.
"You should know the dire consequences of betraying me," Albertrosso said as he went back into the elevator, tailing him in his back was his son and the four other guard.