Chapter 8

Vincenzo's POV

“Boss, do you think they would find out it's us?” Gio asked me, stuttering a bit, “Well, I'll be dump if I say No, but even if they do, everyone has a price and with my influence, they cannot refuse,” I say, my tone tinged with sarcasm and nonchalance, those are the least of my worries.

I walk into the house, Gio, Paulo and Riccardo following closely behind me, while the rest of my men continue what they are doing, I get to the first living room and I find my uncle Erico, sitting his gaze fixed on the television, “His body was found dead in the car that was involved in the accident, his body was the only body that was seen, every other person that was involved were out of sight before the police arrived.” Was the newscaster's voice from the television.

Hearing that I knew my uncle had gotten the news as well, “My son,” he said, getting on his feet immediately he saw me, his expression soft and sympathetic, as he held out his hands to hug me, I hugged him and pulled out