The Devil's Touch
#01
A plane has just landed at Leonardo da Vinci International Airport. A handsome man of stout stature, walked down the stairs. His blackish eyeballs, as well as his neatly arranged hair became the hallmark of the man. A bow tie was attached to his neck.
In front there, there were already bodyguards lined up neatly to welcome his arrival.
They all compactly bowed their bodies as soon as the handsome man passed by them.
"Welcome Sir. Your car is ready, where are you going?" a young man approached himself with a car key.
"I'm going home to my parents, take care of them all." The keys to the car were in his hands.
Maximilian Jhonson, that's his name. A man of Italian blood who was so thick. The thirty-year-old man was a highly respected leader of the Cyanola cartel, his name was so famous everywhere, and the ruthless man was highly respected.
A car was already lying in front of him, Maximilian stepped his foot to enter. Cars are driven at medium speed so that through the streets of Rome which is quite crowded with residents.
His eyes pinched slightly when he saw two cars that were seen following him.
The car was driven at full speed and the two cars behind it were still chasing at high speed.
"He realized it, Madam" said the man through the earphone connection attached to his earlobe. He attempts to chase after Maximilian's car which looks away.
"Follow on, don't fail. Do as planned." said a woman across the street.
"Okay, Madam." the connection is turned off. The window opened, a code he gave to his friend. Both nod. The two cars sped off at full speed to catch up to Maximilian. Both cars were able to overtake Maximilian's car so that Maximilian's position was flanked by two cars on the right and left sides.
Maximilian looked calm. The man grabbed the earphones and put them in the ear.
"Turn two cars, Dom."
Dominic can hear the anger tucked away from his boss.
"Good sir."
The connection was turned off and shortly thereafter, there were many cars that sped at high speed so that it filled the streets, the cars were trying to prevent two cars that were hunting their masters.
Maximilian lowered his slanted smile. The man was quite satisfied with the performance of his men.
"Heard somebody's making trouble with you, Son? Are you all right." the middle-aged man's voice heard as he watched his son walk up to the dining table.
"Just a little mouse trying to play games with me, Dad. No need to worry." Maximilian looks relaxed. His face looked ordinary, there was no expression of fear that he showed. Why is he afraid? Such things are common in his life, even he was almost dying.
"Be careful, Max. Don't let the rat bite you." - joked the mother. The middle-aged woman came while carrying a tray containing toast.
The father chuckled. Maximilian just silently listened to the mother's taunts.
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A woman looks angry when her men can not be contacted. They must have been caught. Fuck Maximilian, he'll teach that guy a lesson.
"Fuck, bringing in that fucking Maximilian just can't. What's that guy like?" angry shouting. The phone he threw so that it made a loud noise on the floor.
The woman looks upset. He's really mad.
"Don't be rash, Ele. Need a mature plan to catch Maximilian." a man walks up to him. The man dropped his body on the sofa.
"Shut up, Jo. I was upset." the woman called Ele shouted. Elena Meyer is her name. That woman is a hit man. He hated Maximilian so much, the man was his greatest enemy. His mission failed many times just to catch the man. And he often gets tantrums from his clients.
"Don't get angry, use a cool head to think." Jonathan looks wise. The man patted the sofa beside him, asking Elena to sit down.
Elena approaches Jonathan, the woman knocking herself over Jonathan.
He breathed out a breath that felt heavy.
"Areally who's Maximilian, Jo? Why is it so hard to catch."
"Patience Ele, I'm trying to find information about her. For sure that guy's pretty dangerous, you gotta be careful."
"No way, I'm sick of waiting for Jo. Looks like I should come see him." Elena looks serious. There was no other choice, the only way to repay the man was to meet him and teach him a lesson.