Chapter 28

* Chapter 28 *

That night, the streets were soaked with drops from the unseasonal rain without a cloud in the sky. The cold air blew into a particular window.

The man standing by it, with wet hair and a simple t-shirt. He took a puff of his cigar the dabbed the ash of the stumb on an ashtray. He had a lot of conflicts hidden in those pretty green eyes of his. The misery which he had carefully hidden inside was on the surface once more while in fought his demons.

' Bang '

A stone came flying through the window landing on his bed. Flipping his switch he turned on security and the house was in total lockdown with the alarm system echoing through the halls.

Xander picked up the rock draped with a white sheet of paper. It might have appeared blank but Xander was not born yesterday to be that gullible. He had a vendetta with one of the country's greatest Mafia. Yet he was not scared, his face expressionless as always. Stroking charcoal on it, alphabets and numbers st