FIFTY-ONE

Nick Ross

I'm in my underworld, sitting on the office armchair, I carefully read the papers that are in my hands. Every word of the research done on my sweet Kamilla is not as clear as I thought it would be, she was not born here in Costa Rica but in Italy, her real name is not Kamilla Lopez, but I still don't know what the real one is. All the papers were found at her house, in the belongings of the old woman who is not really called Carolina, but Gabriele Romano, she is Italian, came to Costa Rica more or less 20 years ago.

I face the private detective I contacted hours ago, he hands me some more papers from his research, I take the documents, I open a small leaflet torn from the newspaper, it was a missing note from a daughter 20 years ago, the couple whose parents would be they were none other than Sandra and Fabricio Bellucci, leaders of the Cosa Nostra mafia. I evaluate that information with a smile at the corner of my lips, that was great news, even valuable. Their daughter was kidnapped in the middle of an attack with her wife, she in turn was not lucky enough to get out alive. Looking at her face in the photograph, identical to Kamilla, there was no doubt that her family was from an Italian mafia.

— Is that all you got?

— Yes, sir, I did not find her records at the supposed orphanage where she lived.

— Hmm! Interesting....

— But I questioned some of the employees who still work there.

— And what did you discover?

— In a statement, a lady said that a baby with months to live was left by a woman at the entrance of the orphanage.

— And the alleged newborn was?

—Kamilla Lopez.

— Okay, anything else?

— That's all, sir!

— Perfect, you can leave now.

With the withdrawal, I open the camera where it shows the accommodation in which I am being very well taken care of. Tied between chains, I watch her wake up little by little. I turn the chair and stand up, in long strides I go to the lower floor of the organization, past soldiers and approach the entrance, after scanning my thumb I make my way through a cold and gloomy corridor, as I advance the lights flicker and frighten those who are already in this place.

When passing through the bars, I dismiss the soldier who gave him water through a small straw, his eyes conveyed anger but also fear. Carolina didn't know me before, the lack of information even encouraged my sweet Kamilla to stay with me, but now, seeing who is torturing her, I see the look of contempt and indignation. I approach her, completely immobilized, for a normal lady a simple look from me would make her start pleading for life.

— How are you, Mrs. Romano?

— Ross, I'm doing as well as I can. — she ironizes her misfortune.

— You managed to hide such a feat, I was impressed.

— A feat for someone who hid his true identity is beyond my skill.

— Tell me, what is Kamilla's real name?

Her mockery and sarcasm diminish with my simple question, but the question that was simple for me, was difficult for her. Romano kidnapped my wife when she was barely born, put her in an orphanage in another country, pretended to be a good lady sheltering her in her house, Kamilla at least knew that all her misfortune for years had been caused by her, the one she says she considers her as a daughter.

— Why the question?

— It does not matter.

— What do you know about her?

— Questions right are mine, so you better answer if you don't want me to kill you now.

— That girl is valuable, she should have been my daughter, not that woman's.

— You mean her mother?

— Yes, Sandra didn't deserve the last name Bellucci, I did.

— What is the reason?

— I was chosen to be Fabricio's wife, but when he met that woman, he changed me in the next minute.

— So in revenge, you kidnapped her?

— Yes, but I couldn't keep her, so I left her in an orphanage.

— Cold and calculating.... — I savor all that information.

— I had to, I would never let her be humiliated like that.

— You said she was valuable, why?

— Already in Sandra's womb, she was already betrothed to a powerful man.

— So getting her involved with someone else was part of the plan?

— That girl was always secretive, why do you think she was nearly raped multiple times?

— Your plan?

— She needed to lose her virginity, that hymen nonsense still remained the attempt to find her and give her to this man.

— Who do you mean?

— She was betrothed to Ethan Hunt.

My thoughts working intently as I received this new information, I knew that Ethan's insistence on staying by my wife's side was intended with ulterior motives, probably a late— night kidnapping attempt, I should have killed him when I had the chance.

This will be a problem in the future, for now I'm still not sure what his interests were with Kamilla, maybe he doesn't know that she was the betrothed who was kidnapped by Gabriele Romano, I can't kill him, whether he wants to or not he's from a very close family. Powerful in Dubai. But as Romano himself said, with the loss of her virginity she ceased to be valuable, now she is mine, and she carries my child in her belly.

— Now that she's mine, isn't she so valuable anymore?

— Make no mistake Ross, Kamilla, or rather, Paola Bellucci is valuable to all of us, especially to the father.

— Did you intend to hand it over to Fabricio?

— Sometime when she had the baby.

— My son?

— Virginity is not certified with a blood test, but having her delivered along with the baby would be proof that her blood is no longer pure.

— What's the point of all this shit?

— I told you, revenge, Ross.

I listen to that valuable information with surprise, I am surprised, I know that Kamilla, or rather Paola, does not accept me for being a highly dangerous man, but she does not know that in her blood she carries a mafia heritage, of danger, she is involved more than anything. That I in this world. I was not born into my organization, I fought to be what I am today, I proudly say that I am the king of the underworld, many know my reputation, the danger that emanates from my code name. This was a true irony of fate, I've been trying to enter Italy for months, own the biggest territory of Cosa Nostra, and now knowing that my sweet wife is a mafia princess makes me smile victoriously, I'll use several advantages in this regard.

— You helped a lot with all the information said, I'll know how to use it to my advantage.

— You can't do anything for now, taking her to Fabricio right now will be foolish, if Ethan knows ....

— That girl has belonged to me from the moment I laid eyes on her!

— He's dangerous....

— Dangerous am I, that worm doesn't know who I am, not yet.

— Do you really think they'll accept you without your virginity?

— It's Italian, isn't it?

— Cong read Rogelio!

— Then you know as well as I do that the family is on the mafia front, it's their legacy.

— Fabricio is not what he thinks.

— I don't doubt it, but if he left you for my wife's mother, it shows that it was for love.

— Shut up! — demands with an angry expression.