Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation-Chapter 218: A punch or two - II

"Guess what?" Angelo drawled out from the sofa that he was sitting on while wiping his hands lazily on the handkerchief.

Salvatore raised an eyebrow at the blood and then the bodies in the living room. He did not look around for enough time to know whether they were alive or not nor did he want to know.

It did not take him seconds to realise it was not what Michelle had told him about. Something else was going on.

"Are you sure you want my mother to see this?"

Alexis was not a regular Mafia wife. She would not complain about the rug that she had imported from another country and complain that it was handmade.

No, she would kick up a row knowing that there had been dead bodies in a place where she had invited her children inside and would continue to do so in the future.

Angelo tutted. "She is in the country with Bella and her children."

Of course, he had it all planned.

It was sick, but his father would never let his mother see another dead body.

"And?" Salvatore tapped his foot against the marble floor. "What did you call me here for?"

Angelo threw the cloth next to him before staring pointedly at his son. "Think of it this way, I have not had any talk in my house for more than 25 years, almost thirty I would say."

"You, on the other hand, are having them constantly."

"Your point?" Salvatore snapped at the end.

He did not need to be reminded of something that has been happening over the course of a few years.

Those attacks had surprisingly decreased and evidence disappearance was something that it could be connected with but he was refusing to do so.

Why would someone target her before she was a wife? That only meant she had the hit out before she had married into the family or maybe when she was in the care of her father.

"You have someone in your team that is a rat and not me," he pointed his thumb to his chest, "the problem is someone that you sent into my house orchestrated all of this."

But did it really matter? "I found her." He revealed, "she is in the hospital getting treated. So, why don’t you get on with what you have to say?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Even though he had a hard time believing her waiting was only going to give him an insane mind. So, he had left Dante with her.

"Hmm," Angelo nodded, "and from where have you managed to find the wife?"

Salvatore clenched his jaw hard. "It’s none of your concer—"

"Absolutely my concern when you go ahead and fucking smear the name!" Angelo roared, his voice echoing off the world as he got into the face of his son in anger that was clouding his judgement.

"It is absolutely my fucking concern when you fail to protect yourself, to protect your family and make your wife run away with your tail tucked in your legs." He growled as he glared at his offspring.

"You want to talk about my tail?" Salvatore scoffed but did not look away from his father. "What is it that you want to know? I did not keep for the white room making sure that she has gone fucking crazy and rape her to your hearts content? Or the fact that I switched her daily supplements to antidepressants?"

Salvatore chuckled at his face, "I am a man whose tail is afraid of no one. I let a woman run around if she wants to and I will tie her down when I want to."

The game of power was an old play. Everyone wanted a part in it and everyone wanted to be on the top but there was a difference for the person that was already on it. It took alot to snatch it away.

"I have to go back to my wife," Salvatore grinned before stepping back and working out of the house.

Almost out of the door, he yelled, "interrogate the man and send a report back to me."

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He didn’t go back to the hospital. Salvatore had no idea how the shit regarding operations work but he knew that she was definitely going to get placed in an induced coma for tonight. Probably would wake up tomorrow so there was no use for him to go there when Dante and more men than he can count were there.

He went to the warehouse where they had kept the members alive out of the rundown shack of a place where Evelyn was.

They had kept many of them alive and now they were going to tell him everything he needed to know.

"Michelle is already inside." He was informed on the way and with a nod Salvatore made his way inside.

Screams greeted him as soon as he opened the door and it was obvious that Michelle had taken the liberty to start before him.

Closing the door behind him, the side in front of him. There were three men in the room, one looked like he was left for dead, the second one looked like he was about to piss his pants and the third one was currently in session with Michelle.

By the looks of it she wondered how the first guy you went ahead and fainted without giving anything to Michelle. The men would have purposely injected adrenaline shots to keep everyone alive until he got what you wanted.

"They say anything?" He asked as he looked over the knives and the plyers. They were his favourite instruments.

"Ah yes," Michelle nodded. "Matteo Rossi."

"Matteo Rossi." So the first assumption was fried. It was a new enemy and they were certainly turning a page and writing history themselves.

"And?"

Michelle huffed before stepping back and shrugging one shoulder. "Want a try?"

Salvatore grinned, a punch or two won’t hurt. "Don’t mind if I do." He picked a knife on the way before nearing the man who had pissed his pants at the sight of him.