Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss-Chapter 124: Rat?

Minister Street

"Bella?"

She disappeared yesterday, not a single call, not even saying where she went, and that was strange on its own, as she always at least told James where she was going, but it didn’t happen.

"I don’t know where she is…" Hector said, looking back to the ground as he started puzzling everything together, the robbery, the attack on the house, the jamming… He tried to remember if there was anything strange about her, but there was nothing he could remember.

"James!" A voice came, and it was her, Bella. Running toward him.

Hector immediately put his hand on his pistol and waited to see what was going to happen.

She jumped into James’s hands and she just hugged him while crying a bit, then backed down as he realized James bloodied suit and hands.

"Are you okay?!" She asked, cupping his face with her hands, but as she saw those eyes of James, that face that told her something was up. "Where is Charlotte and your mother….?

She realized that something bad had happened as she looked to the side and everybody was extremely cautious.

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"Please no, no…" She looked at James who was just staring at her. "Don’t say tha—"

"Charlotte and Mom are safe." James said.

She sighed heavily as she shook her head. "Oh my god…. I thought—"

"Bella, where were you?" Hector’s voice came from the back within a so serious voice that she rarely heard.

She turned around. "What?"

"The family house got attacked and you weren’t there, nor did you even come when you were notified." Hector stared straight into her eyes.

Bella looked back and forth between James and Hector, then laughed a bit. "I wasn’t notified. What are you talking about…?" She tilted her head. "No… no, no, you motherfucker, you think I am a rat?!" She shouted as she started to walk toward Hector, who raised his weapon straight to her head, and Mike did the same, as did the guard too.

Yeah, all of them were aiming at her.

"Just answer the question, Bella." James’s voice came from the back.

She slowly turned around, her face was full of confusion, as her tears started to fall from her eyes. "James, what are you—"

"Just answers." Hector pushed the gun barrel to her head from the back.

"I was at the hospital, look!" She said, pulling up her sweatshirt and showing a bandage at her veins. "I had an appointment at the doctor and even told Miki about it!" She said to Hector who looked toward the guard next to him.

"He died…" He said.

Miki was like a housekeeper at the family house, he led the bodyguards and was responsible for the security details.

"Why didn’t you tell me or James instead, and why Miki?" Hector asked again.

"Because he knew why I was going to the doctor!" She shouted at him.

"Huh, so you had affairs with a guard, you fucking bitch—"

"I did not, you motherfucker!" Miki was the one that recommended me to that doctor, so don’t fucking try to call me a cheater because I’ll kill you right now!" Her hand shivered around her waist where her gun was as she looked deep into Hector’s eyes.

"Let me see how quick you can draw…" Hector said as he pushed the barrel to her forehead.

"Why were you at the doctor, Bella?" James’s voice came.

She turned to him, "I can’t say it out loud…" She said and looked down on the ground. "Can I whisper it to you?"

James didn’t say anything, just looked at Hector who was shaking his head.

"Yeah, but give your weapon to Hector first." James said, and she did drop them to the ground rather than giving it to Hector and stepped toward James.

She leaned in and whispered something, it was a little long, but James’s expression, for the first time, changed as his eyes lit wider, maybe in surprise, maybe in confusion.

"Ohh…" He said, then Bella pulled out his phone, showing pictures or something to him. "At least you could have told me about that." James said as he looked into her eyes.

"Yeah, I’m sorry, it was my fault." She said as she turned back toward Hector now. "You motherfucker, never call me bitch again because I’m going to skin you." She pointed at him, then grabbed her gun back. "Thinking that I am a rat, what a fucker you are." She said, turning back to James. "You too to hurt me, that you think I would—"

"It seemed like that, and they said it was a woman… but if it’s not you, then who?" James asked her, still with a kind of judgment in his eyes.

Bella knew how this thing worked, she could easily operate a jammer and hide it somewhere where nobody would notice it. She was the perfect one to do it. James slowly tilted his head as he thought about it more, but there were still missing pieces.

How does she know about the money transfer, how is the Sinatra cartel connected with the Nerozzi and the robbery?

"If it was a woman, what about the Circle and Isabella?" Bella asked the question which puzzled James as he looked at her.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"They also bank at the Hinsber, so somebody could have told them that a money transport will go, so they could steal it." She looked at Hector. "And what’s up with Sophia? You were the one who talked with her, she’s nowhere to be found."

It was true, Hector was the last to talk with her, and then she just disappeared off the radar, but it was because of a reason, she was busy fighting with a street gang.

But to James, it still didn’t make sense. He closed his eyes for a moment as the ambulances arrived at the scene, they rushed toward them and started helping Arine and the others on the ground as he just stood there, his eyes closed.

First the robbery, he thought. If it was Isabella, it means Marco was in too, but what’s the chance that at the same time the convoy gets attacked, and a Sinatra cartel shoots us up calling for a war… that’s three different events at the same fucking time… or what if Isabella and Marco made an alliance with the Sinatra and stealing the money was part of the deal… no, the cartel are fucking serial killers, they don’t give a fuck about alliances, so the three events were all on their own, on the same day…

"James, we should go." Hector stepped to him. "The news station is going to come here."

"Yeah, let’s go to the bank." He said, and Hector grabbed his arm, helping him go to the limousine.

Now the whole family was together, Ferucci, Hector, Bella, and James and with them it was a presidential convoy with at least 20 cars following them toward the bank.

Meanwhile, at FlyHigh and their private airport strip, the emotions were high.

"Listen, I just need a plane to go to Maraci and that’s it." Zette said to the woman who didn’t even look at him first.

"I’m sorry, but there isn’t a flight there at the moment. I can schedule it for tomorrow—"

Zette didn’t let her finish as he pulled out a stack of money from the duffle bag and threw it in front of her. "I need it now."

The woman’s eyes widened as she grabbed it and looked up at Zette. "Ohh, why didn’t you start with this? Come, follow me."

He went after her. As he stepped into an office.

"Adam, this is Mister Zette, who would like a flight toward Maraci if it’s possible."

"Oh, nice to meet you—"

"I don’t care about sweet talk and who the fuck are you." He said. "I need a flight right now without all of this bullshit."

The woman looked at Adam because the way Zette spoke wasn’t something that he welcomed.

"Then we don’t waste time. How many people sir?" He smiled and the women just got more confused than ever.

"Twenty, with no luggage."

"To Maraci with twenty people, it would be an esteemed…" He flipped through some documents and typed something in his calculator. "Eight hundred thousand dollars." He smiled at him.

"Perfect." Zette said and opened his duffle bag, putting the money on the table.

Adam’s eyes lit up as he saw the crispy bills. "We’ll count it in a second, sir." And as he said it, the woman pulled out a money counter and they quickly counted it.

"Thirty minutes and the flight will be ready. Please go into the terminal." He smiled at him, and Zette turned and left the office while Adam sighed, looking down at the money.

"I hope you didn’t offend him...."

"I might have… but how did he have the guts to shout at you and why are you playing—?"

"Because he’s part of the Bellini family." Adam said as he sat down and leaned back in his chair.

"What…?" She asked.

"I was sipping my coffee, looking down through the window, and saw them arriving. I immediately thought it was either a gangster or a politician, but when I saw that little girl… I instantly knew, it’s kinda both."

"Girl?" She asked.

"Yeah, look out." He pointed to the window, and as she looked out, she saw the blonde child still fighting one of the guards.

"They kidnapped her?!" She turned back, shocked.

"No. They’re running from something. And that child is Augustus Lucian’s daughter, Charlotte, who got adopted by James Bellini…" Adam said as he opened his drawer and drank some whiskey straight from the bottle.

Which confused the woman, because he never drank while working. And even if he did, never straight from the bottle.

"Are you worried about something?"

"Worried?" He laughed, shaking his head and taking another sip. "If James Bellini is sending her family to another country, especially Maraci this fucking city is going to explode, Emma." He looked at her. "I’m sure of it."