Chapter 2 A failed Attempt

(A FAILED ATTEMPT)

ANDREW'S POV

I was convinced there was no way Adams would survive such an attack. I gave a broad smile while I sat waiting for the boys to come back with some good news. Perhaps with his head on a platter. I couldn't resist taking quick looks at the clock and expecting them to join us any time soon.

"Any call from them yet?" I asked Leo.

"Not yet Sir" he replied.

I was becoming impatient. I've had so much money put into having Adams dead tonight and nothing would give me peace knowing he is.

"Your mom, Sir" Leo came up to me with my phone.

"Take it away"

I wasn't in the mood to talk to her. I craved nothing but good news about Adam's death.

It was taking so much time and my patience began to run down. I had to go back to the mansion as soon as possible so I don't raise any eyebrows.

Soon sounds of cars were heard outside the building and I jolted up. It was almost taking forever for them to return.

"Successful?" Curiosity was obvious in my voice and worry was written all over my face.

"There was a little bit of distraction, Sir," Allen said.

I smirked. Was I expecting it? Maybe I was. I sat down and they all had their faces down.

"Adams is still alive," I hissed.

"Sir, with the shots I'm sure he wouldn't survive this time," one of them said, his voice choked in fear.

"Where was he shot?" I asked

I knew that would give me hope but I was disappointed when he answered

"His shoulder, Sir"

"His shoulder?" I asked, a wild grin spreading on my lips.

"We are sorry, sir" their voices masked with fear.

My gaze darted around the corners falling on their miserable faces. I could feel a mixture of anger and disappointment course through my veins.

"Was Ethan harmed?"

"Y...es, he took the first shots," Allen replied, his eyes fixated on the earth beneath him.

"You pathetic slimy bastards. I pay you fucking money and all you do is drag your disappointed sorry ass here to tell me this?" my voice cold and deadly.

"I'm sorry, " He said, trying to sound casual.

I bit my lips trying so hard to control my anger and holding back myself from using the rifle in front of me.

"I was told you were the best hitman, I paid greatly just to have you down here and you think I did that just to hear you say sorry?" I scoffed.

I rose from my chair as I lit a cigarette, taking a long drag in and exhaling, making the air cloudy as the smoke hung heavy. I traced my feet to Allen, their face still fixed on the floor.

A mafia privilege I enjoyed so badly was having others and rules bend to your will.

With the tip of my finger, I raised his face, still maintaining a cold demeanor and feigning a look that would make them think that I was unfazed by their pathetic news.

He was a very fine man. His neatly trimmed mustache and dark blue eyes.

"I promise to bring you his head the next time," he said directly to my face.

A low mirthful chuckle escaped my lips, the tension in the poorly illuminated room was palpable.

"I know you will," I whispered, still maintaining the wild grin on my lips.

I was very aware my brother would survive the attack, he was highly trained and was willing to do anything to track the one who shot Ethan.

"I can take care of that too," he said reassuringly

I walked back to my chair and sat down. Crossed my hands and began to tap my fingers rhythmically; a sign I was seethed in discomfort.

"I'm giving you a second chance, do not let me regret it, " I said, rolling my eyeballs.

"I will not"

"Of course, you won't," I said and without any second thought or restraint, my fingers ran across the table, picking my pistol.

"I won't be needing your services," I pulled the trigger.

The bullet rushed to his shocked face, creating a tiny hole in his forehead. I watched his disgusting blood drip from his forehead, staining the ground beneath him.

"Take this fool out of here and get me Lorenzo on the phone immediately," I ordered Leo.

I walked out of the building with Leo running after me. I got into the car and Leo handed over the phone to me.

"Yes?" Lorenzo's strong voice blared over the phone.

"Get me a better man than this dog you sent. I do not enjoy stories. Besides his body would be shipped down back to you" I said and ended the call

"Sir, what do we do with his body?"

"Take me out of here, Leo"

Leo got into the car and we drove back to the mansion. I had to be there before Adams, I was so furious and each time I remembered he wasn't dead I kept getting furious.

Once at the Mansion there she was waiting patiently for the same news that I wished I had. I walked past her into the house straight into my room. She followed me thinking I had good news

"Is he dead yet?" She asked

I shook my head in total disappointment and I could feel the same in her.

"But Ethan was badly hurt," I said like that should even help the matter.

"I do not care about Ethan you know"

I pulled off my suit and went to the bar for a glass of strong wine. It was hard to believe that Adams survived the night with all the arrangements I had made.

"Arrrrrgh!!!" I yelled so loudly and threw the glass against the wall and it broke into different fragments.

I spent seconds staring at the broken glasses and something in me silently wished it was happiness that had made me throw the glass.

"I want to be left alone," I whispered, my eyes still fixed on the broken glasses.

"We need to talk about this when you are more calm," she said before leaving the room.

"What!" I screamed at the person who was knocking.

"Sir, John is waiting at his study" Leo's voice came from behind the door.

"I'll be out in 10"

I quickly changed into something more casual and left the room for John's study room. I tapped twice before entering the room. He had black shades on but the moment I was seated he took it off.

"Adams was attacked earlier this evening, I just went off the phone with Damian."

"Is he dead?"

"No, he's not, he only sustained a little injury"

"Little injury huh?" I smirked.

"This might be Carlo's doing" he ignored my pettiness and continued.

"I think so too. Where is Adams now?"

"Damian didn't say"

I rolled my eyes in disappointment. How can this night not be the night I finally have Adams dead? I leaned backward and spread my arms on the edge of the couch.

"I do hope he's safe" I whispered.

"Send a word across to the other Lords, let them know what happened to Adams, all eyes must be on the lookout. Carlo has awakened the deadlier part of me."

"We shouldn't be in a hurry to make a decision. I suggest we wait for Adams to return first"

I feared he might think otherwise, but luckily he agreed. I knew he would always be hasty with his decisions when it came to Adams. He has been fond of him ever since we were kids. He always says he saw everything about him in Adams.

Maybe this has made me jealous over the years and has also made me more determined to have Adams out of the way for me to become the next Mafia Lord.

With Adams in the way, John might not let me take over from him and I would never let Adams be the next Lord even if it meant both of us going down together. I was ready to do whatever it takes to have full control of everything and nothing would stop me.

John's phone beeped and he took it up, the moment he dropped it he said

"He's at the hospital now"

I smiled and took up my phone, my fingers running across the keyboard.

"Track the hospital Adams and Ethan are in immediately and send me a location" I texted Leo.