Never a mafia.

"Ricardo, that's why I said you are just a kid, I'm his elder son, and there is no way I can let his hard work go in vain, look, Ricardo, in this world, there isn't any price for being a good person, being a Mafia will earn me a lot of respect from everyone including the government, I will become untouchable just as father was, and even if I die as a Mafia, I will never be forgotten, just consider that father is still alive, because I will be the exact version of him, I'm gonna be more than him, and make him proud, I hope with time you will understand." Sergio protested.

"But brother..."

"I will send the guard with your food." Sergio cut him off and was about to leave.

"There is one most important word to me, "kill, the world is not nice as it looks, you don't know anything, but with time, you will realize that I'm on the right path, and you will be proud that our father died as a Mafia." Sergio said and walked out of the room slamming the door hard.

Ricardo sighed, his brother wouldn't listen to him, just as he expected, because Sergio was the first one to kill whenever their father ordered them to.

He always had a cold stone heart, he always wished to come home just to convince Sergio that their father's life is nothing he should be inspired about, but he never listened, just as he refused to listen right now.

He laid on the bed, lost in thought.

**The seating room**

"Boss, a spy was seen in the old warehouse at the end of the town, but we got a hold of him." One of his boys said.

He puffed out the traditional cigarettes he was smoking.

"You know the rule, kill him." Sergio replied mercilessly.

"As you wish, boss." He replied.

**An hour later**

Sergio got a visitor, he was called and when he arrived at the seating room, he wasn't too surprised to see his fellow Mafia.

"Alfredo!" Sergio exclaimed.

"Yes, Sergio." Alfredo replied and they shook hands, they both lit up new cigarettes, they never got tired of it.

"My condolences brother." Alfredo said.

"My father died as a hero, I'm proud of him." Sergio replied.

"You are right, he can't be forgotten, I heard your holy brother has returned home." Alfredo said.

"Yeah, he is resting in his room right now, he is still the same person he always used to be." Sergio replied.

"That's so not good, I have something in mind Sergio, your father's death is not natural." Alfredo said.

Sergio stood up in anger, but then, he sat down.

"I knew it, who dared kill my father, I swear on his dead body to kill him, how dare I kill him?" Sergio shouted, with his thunderous thick loud voice, his body shAkinag in anger, and his eyes became red instantly.

"I will tell you." Alfredo replied and sipped the alcoholic wine.

"Tell me, why the hell are you wasting time, my guns are thirsty for his blood, I'm gonna kill him with each minute mAkinag him regret his life, tell me the name of that bloody person!" Sergio Raged.

Alfredo stared at him.

"Carlos killed your father, he killed our greatest Mafia leader, he deserves to die, make sure in every minute he regrets ever being alive." Alfredo yelled with hatred.

"What!" Sergio exclaimed.

"Yes Carlos, believe it, I got my whole eyes everywhere, I did an investigation and found out he killed your Father because your father realized he has been betraying him, and seeing his drugs to make money, when your father confronted him, he thought the better way to silent everything was to kill him, I still can't believe it." Alfredo said.

"I can't believe it, Carlos of all people! My father treated him like a relative, he entrusted him but in the end he betrayed us! He deserves punishment, the only punishment for betraying me and my father is dead." Sergio said in anger.

"You are right, just kill him." Alfredo replied supporting him

"Carlos! Your death is near, I swear, you will not live to see tomorrow." Sergio vowed.

"I have to go now, I thought you need to know that's why I informed you about it, I have some other business to take care of, if you need me, you can call me." Alfredo said.

"Thank you." Sergio said and bade Alfredo bye.

He sat on his chair wiping his gun with a clean white towel.

"Carlos killed your father, he betrayed you and your father." Alfredo's words kept ringing in his ears.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes looking bloody red.

"Carlos of all people! Father was right, we can't trust anyone in the Mafia Gang, what Carlos does, I have to make him and his family suffer for it." He soliloquies.

He looked at his gun and loaded full bullets.

"The only punishment he deserves is to die." He said.