Chapter 2 - Corpse Discovery

In a casino and karaoke bar owned by Federico Castaro, a black world entrepreneur who disguises himself as a furniture entrepreneur in Rome.

The sparkling crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of the noisy room was a silent witness to what Federico was doing to the young girl who worked at the bar.

"Just don't cry. Come on, sigh, darling!"  snapped the blonde man as he grabbed the red hair of the girl who was squatting in front of him.

The girl's wet eyes rose to Federico's face.  She tried hard to make him happy.

However, this was a first for him.  He really didn't understand how to do it properly.

"Keep going, Baby! Put it in deeper! Oh, Baby!"  Federico let out a long groan as he grabbed the girl's red hair.  He pressed and pushed her roughly.

The girl choked until she coughed.  The game was stopped for a while.  Thick liquid spilled on his lips.  He needed time to get ready again.

The new Federico through release remains intact.  His cock was still stiffening and demanding more.

Quickly, he grabbed the girl's small waist and sat her on the table.  With passion, Federico began to give vent to his wild desires.

"Master, slow down!"  The girl groaned in pain when Federico pushed roughly.

"Shut up, Bitch!"  Federico, who was very passionate, slapped the girl's cheek hard.

The girl could only surrender throughout the game.  Wildly and brutally, the man wrestled his body on the table.  Federico really enjoyed the union.  He kept moaning and groaning.

Bang!

The door to the room was opened from the outside.  Both Federico and the girl with him were equally surprised to see the Mafia gang entering the room.

Michele raised the corners of her lips when she saw Federico naked.  Then his eyes fell on the young girl near the man.

Using her gun, Michele threw clothes at the girl.

The girl hurriedly put on clothes and left.  That leaves Federico who is still completely naked.  The man stepped back as Michele moved forward on him.

"How does it feel to make love to a young girl even younger than your daughter? You pedophile!"  Michele sneered while playing with her gun.

Federico looked frightened. "Young Master Riciteli, why are you here? Isn't our business finished?"

Michele grinned slightly.  "That's how it should be," he replied nonchalantly.  Then he immediately grabbed Federico's neck with one catch.  Of course the man was very surprised.

Michele glared at him. "Why did you lie to me? Where is the real thing? Are you trying to trick me? Are you tired of living?"  he hissed into Federico's face.

"I'm sorry, Young Master. These are all Mr. Georgio's orders, I'm just his man."  Federico almost fainted with fear.  Michele could shoot him in the head at any time.

Michele smiled lightly. "You have deceived me, which means you would rather die."

Federico, with his sad face begged Michele.  However, it wouldn't be Mafia Prince Riciteli if he still had pity in his heart.

Duar!

Federico's body collapsed instantly with a gunshot wound to his forehead.

Michele just smiled sarcastically, then threw the gun at one of her men.  Then he left while exhaling the smoke from his cigar casually.

Ten men in formal attire walked behind Michele.  RMB music sounded throughout the hallway.  People ran towards the karaoke room where gunshots were heard.

Meanwhile, from the roof of a famous university building in the city of Rome, two men were seen standing there.  They threw Emily's body down after the count of three.

Paolo, Michele's accomplice approached the two men.  He saw Emily's body just below.  The girl died so adorable.

"Let's go," he said then.  They immediately left the location.

*

"I told him I didn't want to date, but he insisted. Damn! That guy is even worse than I imagined!"

A brown-haired girl spoke with an annoyed face while unfastening the seat belt around her body.

Meghan Crafson, a beautiful girl with bright blue eyes.  This morning he just arrived at campus with his friend, Moly.

"Really? But isn't Ricardo quite handsome? He even has a lot of money! Love the money, fuck the person," said Moly nonchalantly as he closed the car door.  They walked side by side into the campus area.

"Then you'll be the one to date that skinny guy," Meghan hissed with an annoyed face.

Moly chuckled seeing her friend sulking. "Okay, Miss Crafson. Forget the man your sister chose, we're going to the party tonight. How about it?"

Meghan turned quickly.  "Sure," he said seriously.

Moly laughed again.  Then he put his arm around Meghan's shoulder.  They walked quickly towards the corridor.

The crowd behind the campus distracted the two girls.  Meghan and Moly looked at each other with astonished expressions.

The appearance of police cars and ambulance made them even more surprised and curious.

"Vito, what is this? Why are there police cars on campus?"  Meghan blocked a young man who was walking in a hurry.

"Kids found a body behind campus!"  Vito answered with a panicked face.

"A corpse?!"  Meghan and Moly looked at each other in surprise.

"Okay, I have to go to the Chancellor's room now. Bye!"  Vito hurried away in a hurry.

Meghan was silent, almost in disbelief.  In this elite campus, there was even a murder?  This is absolutely crazy!

"Watch out! Please make way!"  Hospital staff pushed the gurney towards the ambulance.

Everyone stepped aside.  Meghan and Moly just looked on with horrified faces.

"What happened to Emily? Why did she commit suicide? This is really strange!"

Meghan spoke while playing with a juice straw in the canteen.  He knew Emily quite well.  The girl is introverted and never gets into trouble.  It's impossible for him to commit suicide.  He was truly astonished.

"I don't know. Isn't your brother investigating?"  Moly answered with an indifferent face.  He wasn't really interested in dealing with that kind of thing.  This is different from Meghan, who is always curious and inquisitive.

"Yes, my brother will definitely catch the criminal," answered Meghan, then went back to busy with her juice even though her thoughts were still about Emily.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.  From across the road, Michele watched the activities on campus while sitting in the middle seat of the black Mercedes Benz C-Class driven by Sergio.

Police and detectives are still roaming around campus.  Police lines are still installed around the area.  The man narrowed one eyebrow.

"What's the latest news?"  Michele asked.

Sergio, who was sitting at the wheel of the car, hurriedly answered, "The campus will be closed during the investigation process."

"Have they found any evidence?"  Michele asked again, this time while playing with the cigar he had just taken from his coat pocket.

"Looks like they're going to have trouble," replied Sergio, looking at Michele's silhouette through the rearview mirror above him.

The man in the middle seat raised the corners of his lips.  "The girl committed suicide, isn't that right?"

"That's right, Boss."

Sergio immediately drove the car.  The car window slowly rose to cover Michele's handsome face.

Meghan, who was sitting on a park bench, accidentally saw the face of the man in the car.  Who is he and what does he want?  In fact, he saw the car pulled over quite a long time ago.  How suspicious, he thought.

That night Michele visited Federico's marijuana warehouse.  James said that Federico had exchanged the goods they ordered for fake ones.

An angry Michele immediately finished off the man in his casino bar.  Then threw Federico's body into the bay.

"It's real, Boss!"  Paolo, Michele's accomplice, first tasted the white powder they found in Federico's warehouse.

Michele smiled slyly.  "Quickly transport everything to headquarters! Then burn this warehouse!"  he ordered.

Paolo immediately carried out his boss's orders.  They transported all the goods by truck to their headquarters.  Then burned Federico's warehouse.  After that they went to party.

"Are you sure that your daughter really committed suicide?"  Lieutenant Jose asked Alberto when he met the old man at his house.  He wasn't sure what Alberto was saying.

Unfortunately, the man refused when they wanted to carry out an autopsy on Emily's body.

Alberto nodded while closing his eyes.  "I'm sure. Go and close this case. I want my daughter to rest in peace," he said, then got up from the sofa and carried her frail body into the room.

Jose took a deep breath then shook his head dizzily.  Why did Alberto lie to the police?  What is the old man afraid of?  Various questions appeared in his mind.

"This case will be closed soon. Just start investigating other cases. Maybe the Century Bank burglary case. Yes, I think that's much more disturbing for the city residents!"

Jose's eyes rose to the face of his superior who was talking while pacing incoherently.

He was sick of continuing to work on the man.  The Mafia must have supported them with money and women.  Jose really couldn't understand it.

"Looks like I'm going to take two days off," said Jose with a bored face.  Then the man got up from his seat.

"Paid leave?"  The boss asked Jose with a surprised face.

"There's an animated series that I want to watch with my little sister," Jose answered nonchalantly and then just walked away.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.  To hell with all that, Jose continued his steps leaving the room.

His heart was really annoyed with the performance of his colleagues recently.

He, who comes from America, doesn't understand how the police work in Italy, where the Mafia is in control.

Michele Lazzaro Riciteli, one day he will definitely catch that bastard with his own hands.  This is his promise, a policeman's promise.