Chapter 74: The Mafia Boss Heir

Maria confronted him, as much as they were all consumed in tension she had everything to lose there and it concerned her more than any of them. That was her son they were talking about, a son she had not seen in twenty fuckin seven years and Carlos seemed to be taking that fact for granted like some sort of as joke. Well it wasn’t.

"What are you talking about, you can't be serious right now Carlos, do you have any idea how am feeling right now?"

He went ahead and took out his phone, dialed a few numbers and called then put it on loud speaker.

"You still there? Check for the crescent tattoo on the guy’s body"

"Okay boss"

Carlos hang up, the appetite to eat the meat and gallop the bears down their throats also died, everything was down and replaced with tension in their growling bellies. All eyes on Carlo's phone, in their search for the heir they had forgotten a key aspect. The mark of his bloodline, a birthmark that those born of the crescent had. It was simple,