Chapter 7 - The Hunt Begins
Ricci didn't scream. He didn't flip the table. The absolute, terrifying restraint he showed was infinitely more dangerous.
He slowly stood up from the booth, adjusting the cuffs of his dark suit. He looked down at the little girl in the yellow raincoat, who was happily eating her pasta, completely unaware that she was under the protection of a billionaire mafia king.
Ricci turned to his pale bodyguard.
"Take them to my private penthouse," Ricci commanded flawlessly. "Clear the entire floor. Bring the best doctors, the best clothes, and a private chef. If a single hair on their heads is harmed, I will end you."
The bodyguard nodded frantically, immediately stepping forward to respectfully escort the confused mother and child out the secure back entrance.
Ricci pulled his encrypted cell phone from his pocket. He dialed his lead enforcer.
"Find Silvio," Ricci ordered, his voice a low, terrifying rumble that echoed with imminent death. "I don't care if he's sleeping. I don't care if he's out of the country. Drag him to the warehouse. Alive."
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Before Ricci could walk out the front door to execute his vengeance, the arrogant waitress stepped into his path, holding a massive, expensive bill for his dinner.
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