Adelina kept her hands in the air, instructing her men to stay low. “We can’t let him take you away!” One of her closest men said, keeping his gun up. “He is my son! You shoot him, you die!” She yelled in response, and he slowly lowered his gun. Roberto pulled her by the hand out of the compound and when they got outside, he found out that his Mercedes Benz was nowhere to be found. It was this car that Bruno drove.
“Martina!” He called in fear and anger, but he got no response. “What did you do?!” He smacked, looking at Adelina. “I’m your mother, Roberto! I didn’t do anything to your Martina! And why did you leave her out here alone? You are in the Mafia, you can’t be careless.” “Oh please, shut up! She wasn’t here alone. My men were with her!” Roberto spat angrily. “Then they are not competent enough. It’s that simple,” Adelina responded. Roberto looked at her and clenched his jaw in rage. He looked at one of his men and called him closer by waving his head.
“Get her into the car. She escapes, you die.”
He took Adelina by the hand and led her to the other car that was parked behind the lost one. Roberto pulled out a phone and started calling the phone he gave to Martina. He had sent Vincenzo to get him a phone that matched that of Martina’s before they left Mexico. It began to ring, and he walked to the center of the road. His men stood behind him looking confused, they didn’t know what next to do.
He turned to look at them and yelled, “Look around, you morons!” They all shivered at his angry loud voice and scattered around the streets, looking for them. Roberto took some rapid steps forward and kept calling her phone. Suddenly, his ears caught with a sound coming from the bushes on his right-hand side. He furrowed his brows and looked at the bushes closely. The phone stopped ringing, and he looked at his phone’s screen. He dialed the gunner again and it started to ring.
The sound approached him again, and he rushed into the bush in the direction of the sound. He got very close to the sound, and he looked down to see her phone laying on the floor. He inhaled deeply as he perceived a familiar smell around this area. He looked at the grasses around the phone closely and saw that they were wet. He bent down and picked up the phone. His finger brushed the grasses, and they wet his finger.
He slowly moved his wet finger to his nose and sniffed it slowly. ‘Martina was here.’ He thought when he perceived the liquid was urine and this urine smelt like Martina. ‘The phone must have fallen off her pockets when she was urinating, or they must have attacked her right here… but, there are no signs of footsteps struggling on the grasses.’ He reminisced and walked out of the bushes, holding her phone firmly.
He looked down the street road and saw very black and bold tire marks not so far from where he stood. He furrowed his brows and moved closer. Immediately he got to where the marks were, he instantly pictured what happened. The vehicle that took her had stopped abruptly where the marks were. The marks kept painting the road, down the streets until he couldn’t see anymore.
Roberto ran back to where the others were… “Boss, we can’t find them anywhere,” They said to him as he stood in front of one of his drivers. “Give me the car keys.” He stretched his hand to him, and his driver gulped hard and was reluctant. “Give me the damn f**king keys!” He threw a punch at his face, and he quickly reached for the keys and gave it to him. Roberto hopped into the car and ignited the engine. At the back of this car sat Adelina, she stared at him like she had seen a ghost. ‘Who the hell is Martina?’ She thought.
“There are tire markings on the road. We start tracing the vehicle that took her with that. Vincenzo and Bruno must have followed behind the vehicle,” he said to his men and took a very fast and rough reverse. He accelerated and the car jumped forward. He took another quick reverse and made a U-turn, he headed down the road with great speed. His men instantly hopped into the remaining cars and followed behind him.
Adelina held onto the seats firmly, she feared she was going to jerk forward at some point and hit her head on the front seat. “Can you please slow down? It would be worse if you have an accident and can’t save her at the end of the day,” She muttered, staring at him through the interior mirror. Roberto paid her little or no attention and kept driving.
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”F**k!” “How the f**k did we lose them!!!” Vincenzo yelled, hitting the steering in anger. “F**k! F**k! F**k!” He kept hitting the steering, while Bruno stared at him. “Can you calm the f**k down? Shouting and hitting the poor steering won’t bring her back. We need to report to Mr. Roberto as soon as possible.”
“And have our heads on his plate, hun? He asked us to watch her and right in front of us, she got kidnapped. Do you think he is going to let us go? He is going to f**king kill us!” Vincenzo yelled in response, and Bruno sighed.
“Not everyone would put his eggs in one basket, okay? Just calm the f**k down. I put a tracking device on the f**king vehicle when we got very close to it.” Bruno pressed some buttons on the infotainment screen, showing the tracking log to Vincenzo, and Vincenzo furrowed his brows. “How did you get a tracking device?” He asked, pulling the jar backward. “Bodyguards always have at least one on them, okay? I always have one in my pocket. Why did you think I asked you to move closer to the vehicle at the U-turn? To get shot?” Bruno asked, and Vincenzo sighed.
He drove out of the parking space and immediately he hit the highway, he looked in the side mirror and saw a familiar car approaching. He saw Mr. Roberto driving the car and his eyes popped open. “Mr. Roberto is behind us!” He yelled in terror, and Bruno looked back. “We need to keep moving. The kidnappers are not stopping, and we would lose track if we aren’t careful.” Bruno looked at the Infotainment screen.
Vincenzo nodded and pressed the accelerator pedal and the car made a deep roar.