"Then it's a deal, I will go to therapy if I have time, and you forget the Sophia thing, okay?" He asked, but he knew Bella just fucked herself up, because after it, she will think about it all day… what if he actually fucked her?
"Okay… but don't let her do anything to you, not even a kiss!" She screamed again into the phone.
"I won't, Bella. Go sleep." James said as he shook his head and tried to actually rethink all of what they spoke about… but he gave up, it was too much.
"You too, and don't take any pills!" She said, raising her voice. "By daring, I love you."
"I love you too, and Mom and Charlotte too."
"I will say to them. Bye-bye, have a good sleep." She said with her happy and sweet voice and hung up the phone, leaving James in silence and still chuckling at the fact… what the fuck was this?
Therapy, huh… that would be crazy. What should I say? I'm a gangster and can't handle my emotions, or what… like that series.
Yeah, a therapist would be a crazy thing to do. One, what the fuck would he say? And second, how would he hide who he really is… but that would actually be the easiest thing to do, because the hardest one is to deliver his story in a way that doesn't say what he actually does. Like altering the story of Marcello, altering the story of Rafael, he can't say they died because of his mistake, because he chose to chase the gangster life, and that would just make everything worse in a way…
But one thing was sure, for now, he needed to get the fuck to sleep… without the pills.
So he got up from the bathtub, and after drying himself, he went back to his bedroom and there was another fucking thing.
Sophia, herself butt-naked in his bed, sleeping.
Huh… these women… what the fuck. I'm not even handsome enough to deserve something … He thought, and left the room, going to another one, which was Charlotte's room but as he stepped inside, it was like a bomb exploded in there.
The room was chaos itself, everything was thrown everywhere, clothes, toys, books, everything on the floor and yeah, it was caused by the rush when he sent them away. It was clear, looking at the room, that they left in a hurry, picking some of the necessary things and that's it.
Without pills… that's going to be a nightmare… He thought, but tried it, and it worked as he laid down on Charlotte's bed and maybe it worked because of that.
He could smell Charlotte's scent, even her mother's scent, because she was the one that a lot of times stayed with Charlotte helped her to sleep, played with her but now their scent was the comfort for him, the warm reminder that his family is there, they're still alive, they're still waiting for him.
In minutes, without his pills, he was knocked the fuck out sleeping, finally resting after this long-ass day. But it was only him who was resting.
Linda and the others were still up, writing their fingers off, literally looking through every bit of evidence they could use to make things up, and it meant they searched even the files, testimonies, pictures that were made over years. But with Benjamin's team, it was kinda easy, they just only needed some of this evidence to somehow connect with a little bit of lie and everything could work.
Meanwhile, Stephen himself was already done with the documents, and he was ready for the raid on Aubrey and to take down the family before he did something dumb… and he was actually planning to do something outrageous… a head-on attack on James.
Basically, he thought his father died because of him, and even though he was kicked out of the family, he cared about him, and he was preparing for an all-out attack. But he fucked up, because at the same time a drone was already circling, making footage and preparing the team on the ground to raid.
It happened at 5 in the morning.
Except for Linda and Stephen, everyone was already asleep in the ministry, Benjamin on the ground, while Thomas was sleeping on one of the chairs, while Linda watched the raid playing out on the monitor.
It was the biggest raid in decades, the biggest raid in the history of the country against a known gangster. He was untouched for decades, but now he was dead, and they would kill his son too and Stephen made sure of it.
As a director, he was actually one of the most prepared ones after Thomas. He had pages of written formations, he actually served as an agent himself too. He was strategic and tactical, best on the field, and he had connections to make it faster and more possible.
The raid only needed one person to actually green-light it who wasLinda, so there wasn't any problem with it.
So with 65 ISB special operatives and 80 SWAT officers from the police, they attacked head-on the house itself while dozens others went for the biggest warehouse of the family.
It was a surprise attack that actually caught Aubrey in the act. He was prepared for an attack but wasn't prepared for a raid on them. There was literally no gunfight or shooting, they dropped their weapons as fast as they noticed the two helicopters circling around the family house, as fast as six SWAT armored vehicles busted through the gates.
The biggest raid in the decade was over within an hour and well, it would have been a clean raid with no deaths, but Aubrey needed to die. So it was Stephen himself who shot him a couple of times in the chest, not just him, but they actually opened fire on some of the men who were captured to make it look like it was actually a raid with a little resistance and that's it.
They just busted the Silas family with all the hundreds of millions worth of drugs, property, and assets, without even one agent or SWAT officer dying.
It could only happen because the old man was dead, because the family itself was in chaos… if he were still alive, his men would've gone down in a gunfight, nah, it would've been a massacre. But without him, it was the easiest one.