Chapter 2: Anton's Pv

Sitting in my office, I eagerly await Dan's call, my new henchman. I entrusted him with a mission of great importance. To bring me Mark Donovan's daughter. I have searched for this little one for the past fifteen years to no avail. I searched for him under the name Donovan with no results. Then the idea that she might have changed her name came to mind so I searched for her under the name Cabral which is her mother's maiden name but still nothing. And then, two months ago when Dan tracked down Mike McAllister, bingo, I also found little Donovan who now bore the name McAllister. It was very clever of them. The idea would never have crossed my mind.

Just as some people are born with the blessing of possessing everything from their mothers' womb, some are born with the misfortune of being the target of revenge. This is my case but also the case of Nora McAllister. His father Donovan, that bastard had pretended to be one of us. We trust him but this idiot betrayed us and betrayal was something I didn't understand. This little one had the misfortune to be born to the man who stole ten years of work from me. And by his fault my everyday friend, the one with whom I built this empire, my right wing Paco Chávez went away in the most cruel way. In addition to her father, Nora was the granddaughter of Manuel Cabral, the man who dared to settle in my territory and who refuses to leave despite my return. He dares stand up to me? Does he know who I am and where I come from? No, he doesn't know otherwise he would have been scared just by seeing my shadow.

I am Anton Kovalski. Born to a Russian father and an American-Polish mother. My mother, having spent most of her life in New York, had decided to get to know the other side of the family. This is how, at seventeen, she finds herself in Koszalin to see her aunt during the holidays. She had the misfortune to cross paths with Sergei Kovalski (my grandfather) during his visit to the museum. The latter was there to meet his new partner that his son Dimitri (my father) had managed to put in his pocket. Being happy after his discussion, he decided to give his son a special gift. So when he saw this young girl full of life with a captivating smile, he decided to make her his son's personal whore. That same day, my mother was kidnapped, drugged and then shipped off to Russia. Of course, my father was not tender with her in the beginning but little by little, he ended up loving her until he wanted to divorce his wife for her. To seal the union between the Kovalskis and the Andreyevs, the two families decided to

marry off their two children. It goes without saying that the divorce of my father and that of Tatiana endangered the peace that reigned between these two families. To prevent this from happening, Sergei gave the green light to Tatiana to eliminate Adalyn (my mother). This woman had always been jealous and resented my mother for having succeeded in making my father's heart beat. This opportunity was golden and not to be missed. But what those two didn't know was that my father had been informed of their plan. He used all his power and helped my pregnant mother to leave the country to go to his, promising to join her there as soon as possible. For fear of being found, my mother went to hide with her great uncle who ran a farm in Oregon. She waited more than ten years for the latter's arrival in vain. When he died, my mother's great uncle entrusted the farm to us. My mother being dependent since her stay in my father's country had sold almost everything in no time for her daily doses. Very quickly we found ourselves on the street without any family to welcome us. Nobody wanted a drug addict and the son of a mobster. I saw my mother become the whore of several men to provide us with a small roof. Despite her addiction, she wanted me to realize the dream she had not been able to realize, namely to become a doctor. She never wanted a dirty life for me even though she never hid who I was from me.

One evening when I came home from school, I found her lying with white drool coming out of her mouth. I called the emergency services but it was too late when they arrived. She had died of an overdose. A poor child of ten without any family, that's what I was. It was either the orphanage or the street. I chose the orphanage with the firm conviction to fulfill my mother's wish. But the social worker who was to accompany me to an orphanage had an inappropriate popos. She called my mother a "poor fool who threw herself into the arms of death" as she spoke to a colleague. I heard him and that's why I left him in his car with his stomach riddled with quartoze stab wounds. No one talks about my mother that way. Since that day, I have done everything possible to find the Kovalskis and bring them down. If I took revenge on those who ruined her life, maybe she'll sleep well in her coffin.

That same day, I met Paco, two years older than me. When he found out I had nowhere to go, he took me with him to his aunt Rosa who was a stripper at a night club. I had a roof, but it was not free. Every day, I accompanied Paco dealing the merchandise of Rosa's boss and also her lover. We were good at selling and don't let anyone walk all over us. Satisfied customers have spoken to "el leon" our boss. He then decided to train us to be burglars but also contract killers. This is how things went: in the mornings we deal our goods in the neighborhoods of the dens and in the evenings we go to burgle at these same customers after having studied the plans of their homes. At fourteen, Paco and I managed to hijack a shipment of cocaine belonging to Julio known as "el leon". We had sold this cocaine for six million dollars to four million dollars to his biggest customer and we flew to New York the same evening while Rosa was returning to Mexico with her family.

We had created our own business in this part of the country but I did not lose sight of the information concerning the Kovalskis and Tatiana Andreïev. Even if it was difficult to find a place because of the competition, we managed to settle down. At eighteen, I was already a king in the underworld. I had no pity for those who tried to get rid of me just because I'm young. During all these moments Paco was present. With Paco, we shared almost everything. Money, women, luxury. He was more than a friend, he was the catalyst that got me back on track when my dark side took over.

The vibration of my phone snaps me out of my thoughts. "Dan" I read the name on the screen with a broad smile.

- Speak

Dan: Boss, the girl is in a crowded restaurant so...

- So you want me to teach you how to do your job well?

Dan: No boss. I wanted to be discreet.

- Damn Dan, you suck. Go to that damned restaurant with your men, point your guns at those idiots and get the girl. It is however not complicated.

Shit, this kid gets on my nerves often. With Paco, I never had that kind of problem. Just one look and he knew what I wanted. He was more than a friend, he was my brother and I miss him so much. Dan is very young and a bit airheaded but he has potential. I immediately knew it from my first look, which is why unlike the others, I am more severe with him.