The Last Letter from the Maestro
Chapter 8 The Last Letter from the Maestro

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CRATES CONTAINING ROTTEN FISH

In the criminal world there is no such thing as compassion, when you do something do it without hesitation. If you kill, then you must be ready to be killed whenever, by anyone, and wherever you are.

At three o'clock in the morning when Marlo heard a knock on the door of his inn, he was not the least bit suspicious.

Tok

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Tok

A square box that was neither too big nor too small, greeted Marlo when the door opened. There was no one there, just a black box there.

" Which prankster did this at three o'clock in the morning" said Marlo, staring at the box lazily.

Marlo checked the mysterious box, attached to a small note at the top right of the box.

' To Amare: Enjoy your breakfast with a big heart. '

After seeing the contents of the note Marlo just realized, he had not seen Sam since yesterday afternoon. Then hurriedly followed by anxiety, Marlo opened the black box. The stench instantly spread out as the box opened, a bunch of rotten fish looked so disgusting there.

" It's not good" Marlo said in a serious voice.

The box was filled with fish, in the Mafia world the message conveyed with the head of the fish meant the threat of death. Then the message was addressed to Sam, his own friend.

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" Is this the guy ?" terry said in a loud voice.

A man with cloth-covered eyes as well as bound feet and hands, kneeled in a messy condition. There were dried traces of blood on his young blue cameja, as well as bruises and scratches on that handsome face.

" Hey, you know why you're here ?" terry asked, stepping on the man's shoulder.

" Open his blindfold" Terry said with an intimidating aura, to his men who were standing not far away.

Sam looked at Terry with an emotional face, presumably the man had not digested what was going on.

" Hey, I don't like the way you look at me. Down your eyes." said Terry in a firm voice.

But Sam didn't tell him, " Hey man, I don't feel like I have a problem with you" Sam said in a dismissive tone.

" Oh, is that it ?" terry asked while crouching in front of Sam.

Cuh !

Terry spat right in Sam's face, which offended Sam and angered him. But what power, his hands and feet are tied.

" Hey man, you're the one standing there" Lucas said as his hand gestured closer, to one of Terry's men standing at the door.

" Yes sir." said the man.

" Take off that guy's shirt. Get him naked" Lucas said, pointing at Sam with his chin.

Terry who watched from the side smiled slightly, waiting for what Lucas would do.

Lucas walked up to Sam in a stifled rage, his legs then kicked the body that was not wearing a thread until it fell backward. But not only that, his hand reached into his pocket and took out an eggplant.

" Hold both hands and spread his legs" Lucas said with an emotional eye.

" Hey, what bastard would do !" sam shouted as four of Terry's men moved holding onto his two hands and feet as Lucas commanded.

" What else ? I just want to return the eyes with my eyes. You put that dirty thing in my sister's anal hole, didn't you ? But I can't do something like that. So let this thing go in there. Okay. " said Lucas in a calm voice and a little emphasis at the end of his sentence.

Sam rounded his eyes in fear, he began to rebel with all his might. However, what is the power when his body is bound and also held by four people who are sturdy. Sam was only able to scream in pain as Lucas pushed the large purple eggplant away with a single stomp.

" You should be grateful, I just put in eggplant, not the iron blade I had planned." Lucas said with a cynical smile, staring at Sam who was moaning in pain.

Lucas glanced at Terry, "The rest is up to you, but if you can't let him live with ease.

Terry nodded in agreement with Lucas' words, then without saying anything else Lucas went to walk out of the room.

After Lucas left, Terry picked up a small pistol that he always kept in his desk drawer. He approached Sam who was still rolling around on the floor, then his feet stomped on the man's chest firmly.

" Shut up for a moment" said Terry coldly.

Dorian

Dorian

Dorian

The sound of explosions from firearms directed to the heart, mouth and forehead. Sam was motionless, he was dead.

" Dispose the body to the waters" said Terry as he wiped his blood-thinned hand.

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On the other side of Chicago, Marlo and his men are still on the search. But they found no results.

Sam's existence seemed lost in the swallow of the earth.

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Tbc..