Mafia In Disguise

It was a beautiful sunday morning in Los Angeles. A day when Christians go to church to praise God.

People could be seen walking inside Saint Roman's Catholic church. The church was gigantic in size and beautiful in sight.

A statue of Jesus was placed beside the church's entrance. Inside the church were multitudes of people who came to worship God.

The church's interior was designed beautifully. Pictures of Jesus Christ and his disciples were hanged all around.

The church was wide enough to contain more two thousand people. The church was almost filled up as people from all around Los Angeles attended the Sunday service.

Ten men who were altar boys, stood at each sides of the altar. They wore red robes and each of them had a rosary hanged around their neck.

There were also twenty ladies who were the choristers. They wore yellow robes with black black berets on their head.

The praise and worship session led by the female choristers, ended a minute ago. A man walked up to the altar. His hair was brown and he had full beards.

The name of the man was Steven Douglas, Father Alfred's closest friend. He was also a Reverend.

He wore a blue attire and a pair of black shoes.

He got to the pulpit then he spoke into the microphone.

"I pray that the Lord will accept our praise and worship in Jesus" he prayed.

"Amen!" The congregation chorused.

"Now, I want to call to the altar the one and only Reverend Alfred!" Reverend Douglas announced and the whole church echoed with excited screams of people.

Reverend Alfred walked out of a door which was located at the back of the altar.

He climbed up the stairs and walked to the pulpit. He held a big bible in his right hand.

He wore a white robe with the sign of the cross designed on it. His hair was black and he had a black moustache.

A pair of recommended glasses stood at the bridge of his nose.

"Ten minutes is the time we have left so hurry up with whatever you're gonna do." Douglas stylishly whispered into Alfred's ear.

Then he (Douglas) walked to his seat which was located at the right side of the altar.

Alfred smiled at the congregation. Then he preached about love and unity.

"Glory be unto the most high God for the grace he has given unto us to witness another beautiful Sunday like this. I pray that the Lord will guide us to the right path in Jesus name" Alfred prayed after he finished preaching.

"Amen!" The congregation chorused.

"Peace be unto each and everyone of you as you return back to your various abodes" he concluded.

Then he climbed down the altar and walked through the door at the back of the altar. Douglas also followed him.

The church choristers started singing praises and everyone dropped their tithes and offering inside a huge box.

Some dropped cheques while others drooed huge bundles of cash in it.

The service ended and everyone started dispersing the church until no one was left.

The altar boys and the choirs were the only ones remaining.

All the doors in the church were locked. The windows were also closed.

The men carried the big box and passed through the door at the back of the altar. The female choristers also followed suite.

The door led to an underground building. There were fifteen black jeeps parked in front of the building. An eagle logo was designed on all the Jeeps.

They entered inside the building and walks down the hallway till they got to a certain room.

They walked inside that room then the men dropped the big box which contained loads of jewelries, bundles of cash and lots of other expensive items.

The box was so bog that it required up to six hefty men to lift it up. The box was filled up to the brim.

Various weapons were hanged on every wall in the room.

Seated in the room was Alfred and Douglas. The both of them had a stick of cigarette in between their lips.

"Everyone get ready, we will be leaving for the mission in two minutes time" Douglas said as he puffed out rings of smoke from his mouth. Then he removed the fake beard on his chin.

A lady walked to Alfred with a laptop in her hands.

"Boss" she called.

"Yes?" Father Alfred's tone was deep and menacing. He no longer had a moustache on his face.

The moustache on his face was a fake one. He was no longer putting on the eyeglasses. All those were just for disguise.

Alfred looked handsome with thick brows and a straight nose.

"I have gotten the location of the bullion van" the lady said. She was the a computer scientist and an expert and that. She always wore a pair of eyeglasses due to shortsightedness.

"Good job Stacy" Alfred complimented the lady whose name was Stacy.

"Thanks boss" Stacy replied with a smile.

"Alright then, let's get moving" Alfred said. Then he looked around like he was looking for something or someone.

"Where is Viper?" He asked.

"Here I am" a feminine voice replied as a lady walked in. She wore a black jacket and black trousers with a dark shade on her face.

She walked to Alfred and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Hey Douglas" she waved at Douglas who simply nodded.

"I hope you all remember the plan?" Douglas asked and everyone in the room nodded except Alfred and the last named Viper.

Alfred stood up from his seat. He was now wearing black suit and a pair of black shoes. A golden eagle pendant was hanged around his neck.

He looked more younger and handsome. His broad shoulders and muscular chests were evident in the suit he wore.

Douglas also wore the same black suit with the golden eagle pendant hanged around his neck.

Everyone in the room had wore that pendant on their neck.

The men who posed as altar boys were now dressed up in black armless jackets and black ripped out jeans.

They had tattoos on their arms and cheats. In their hands were dangerous ammunitions and weapons.

The ladies who also posed as female choristers were also dressed up in black jacket and jeans. They were look fearless and dangerous.

"Let's move out" Alfred commanded. He looked dangerous and scary. He had two pistols in his hands and a stick of cigarette in between his lips.

He was no longer the soft hearted reverend, he was now a ruthless mafia boss.

They all walked out of the building. Alfred, Douglas and Viper got inside a jeep while the others took the remaining jeeps.

Alfted sat in the backseat beside Viper while Douglas sat in the front seat with the driver.

They all had earbuds fixed in their ears so that tgey could be able to communicate with each other.

The jeeps came alive as the drivers turned on the iignition then they drove through a tunnel which led to the main road. The fifteen jeeps drove speedily on the road, making other car drivers park their cars at one side of the road.

"The bullion van is thirty blocks away from our point. It's on a highway with seven military vehicles guarding it. There are also eighteen soldiers in total" Stacy informed.

Everyone heard her through their earbuds.

The jeeps drove to the highway and they sighted the bullion van at a far distance.

Douglas position his missle launcher through the window of the jeep. Then he fired a missle at a security vehicle.

"Bull's eye" Douglas said as the vehicle exploded.

The remaining military vehicles stopped when they heard the explosion. The soldiers rushed out of their vehicles with their guns.

The soldiers saw the fleets of Jeeps heading towards their direction at an high speed then they started shooting.

But all the Jeeps had bulletproof systems installed in them by Stacy. The soldiers kept shooting at the Jeeps but it didn't make a single scratch on the Jeeps.

"Kill them all" Alfred commanded through his earbud.

All his men started shooting down the soldiers through their window. The soldiers dropped dead on the ground as Alfred's men shot them all.

In a minute, the whole soldiers were lying dead on the ground. It remained only the bullion van.

The bullion van drove at high speed as Alfred and his men chased after it.

Alfred's driver increased the Jeep's speed to the highest and they caught up with bullion van. Then they overtook the bullion van.

The bullion van tried to reverse but Alfred's men blocked it with their jeeps.

One of Alfred's men dragged out the bullion van's driver. Alfred sat on top of the Jeep with Douglas and Stacy at his right and left sides.

"Please don't kill me, spare my life and I swear, I will not to mention anything to anyone till I die!" The driver begged as he knelt down. Tears streamed down his face as he begged.

Alfred removed a pack of cigarette from his pocket. He took one from the pack and placed it between his lips. Then Viper lit the cigarette for him with a lighter.

Alfred puffed out smoke from his mouth after taking a long drag from the cigarette.

He took out his pistol and walked to the driver. He pointed the gun at the driver's head.

"I beg you, please don't kill me!" The driver cried but Alfred's face was void of emotions.

"May your soul rest in perfect peace" Alfred said.

A loud sound of gunshot was heard afterwards.

"We're done boss" Alfred's men said after they were done loading all the money from the bullion van into three Jeeps.

"Let's move" Alfred said as he threw his cigarette on the driver's dead body.

Everyone returned back to their Jeeps then they hit the road. Alfred's jeep drove at the front while the remaining Jeeps drove behind.

"Boss, I just detected a security checkpoint up ahead" Stacy informed Alfred.

"Everyone, whine up the glasses of your jeeps" Alfred ordered.

All the fifteen jeeps whined up their tinted glasses. They drove towards the checkpoint.

Three soldier men were standing at the checkpoint with heavily loaded weapons in their hands.

"Stop the vehicle" one of the soldiers commanded as Alfred and his men got to the checkpoint. A blockade was placed at the checkpoint.

The men walked to Alfred's Jeep which was at the front of the remaining Jeeps. Alfred whined down the window of his Jeep.

A fake moustache was fixed on his face with his fake recommended eyeglasses, sitting at the bridge of his nose. Now he looked like Reverend Alfred.

"Oh! Reverend Alfred, I didn't know that it was you. I am very sorry for stopping your vehicle" the soldier apologized immediately he saw Alfred.

"It's alright brethren, I and my church workers are just returning back from a ministration we attended." Alfred said in a tender voice.

He looked and sounded different. Anyone who saw him a minute ago wouldn't recognize him at all.

"Please can I have a selfie with you?" Another soldier requested.

"No problem" Alfred replied and came down from the car. He adjusted his suit and faked a smile as the soldier took a selfie with him.

"Thanks a lot Reverend Alfred" the soldier thanked him with a wide smile plastered on his face.

Alfred got back inside the jeep as the soldiers reemoved the blockade.

"Thanks brethren and peace be unto you" Alfred said and he whined up his glass.

The fifteen jeeps drove past the checkpoint and continued their journey.

"Great acting back there" Viper complimented as Alfred removed the fake moustache and eyeglasses. She was seating beside him at the Jeep's backseat.

"You should be an actor instead of a Reverend" Douglas joked and he bursted into laughter.

"Not funny Douglas" Alfred frowned as he lit himself a cigarette.

The cars drove into a Villa about thirty minutes later. Three huge mansions stood gallantly with the logo of an eagle, placed on the top of the three mansions.

Everything inside the Villa were made of pure gold. From the buildings to the cars.

Hefty men who were fressed in black suits, patrolled the Villa with dangerous weapons in their hands.

A golden eagle pendant was hanged around their neck. An eagle logo was also designed at the breast pocket of their black suits.

The men outside were about fifty in number and they were all gigantic in size.

The jeeps parked inside the Villa. All the other men got down from theirs and rushed towards Alfred's Jeep.

They opened the door for him and he stepped down with a stick of cigar in between his lips.

His face looked scary, sending shivers down the spine of his men. But his mean dared not to show the feat on their faces.

One thing Alfred hated the most was fear. Alfred wasn't scared of anything, including death itself.

Alfred walked inside the mansion which was in the middle of two other mansions. Douglas and Viper also followed suite.

The men bowed as they walked inside the mansion.

"Welcome boss" a young man bowed and greeted Alfred. The man was tall in height and he had an handsome face. Hanged around his neck was the same eagle pendant just like everyone else in the Villa.

"Did you complete the assignment I gave you Caesar?" Alfred asked the young man, who name was Caesar.

"Yes boss, he is in the dungeon" Caesar replied.

"Take me to him" Alfred said with a deep frown on his face.

- At Los Angeles Crime Force (LACF) -

"How the fuck was the bullion van ambushed?" Theresa asked in anger as she slammed her fist on her desk.

She wore a black lethal jacket with a black jeans. LACF was bold written on the back of her jacket.

She still looked beautiful even though she was angry at that moment.

Three soldier men stood at her front. They were the same soldiers that stood at the checkpoint when Alfred and his men were driving back to Alfred's Villa.

"We don't know ma'am" one of the soldiers replied.

"But I told you to dispatch seventeen soldiers to secure that bullion van so how the hell did the van got ambushed?" She asked again with a more terrifying look on her face.

"I don't know ma'am. The man who drove the bullion van called us andbge told he that he was being chased by some gangs. Then we asked him where he was and he said was was on LA highway.." The soldier paused.

"Then what happened?" Theresa asked impatiently.

"We phoned him some minutes later but he wasn't picking up. So, rushed to the highway he mentioned and created a blockade at the the end of the highway. Then we inspected every vehicle that drove on the highway" he explained.

Theresa groaned and banged her fist on the desk again. She breathed out as she lowered her head on the desk.

"For fuck sake, this is the third time a bullion van would be ambushed this month" she said angrily. Then she raised her head up and faced the men.

"You inspected every vehicle and yet you didn't catch the culprits?" She asked.

"Yes and we also inspected Reverend Alfred on that same highway" another soldier said.

Theresa faced that soldier with a questioning look on her face when he mentioned Reverend Alfred's name.

"Reverend Alfred?"

"Yes, he said he and his church workers were coming back from a ministration" the soldier replied.

"Church workers? How many were they?" She asked again.

"We didn't see them because they were inside their Jeeps and the glasses of the jeeps were tinted. Reverend Alfred was the only one we spoke to." the soldier answered.

"And how many Jeeps did you see?" She asked with her eyebrows raised.

"I'm not sure but they were more than ten" He replied.

"I even took a selfie with him" another soldier said.

"Let me have a look at the picture" Theresa requested. The soldier handed his phone to her.

She stared at the picture intently and her eyes caught the golden eagle pendant on Alfred's neck.

"Something smells fishy" she muttered.

(At Alfred's Villa)

Alfred and Caesar walked down an hallway till they got to a door. Caesar pressed a password on the door then it opened, revealing a room.

Loud cries of agony could be heard inside the room. A man was being lashed on he back with long whips.

The both of them steeped inside the room. The room was filled with lots of murderous weapons.

A man was tied on a pole. His back was filled with various scars and blood dripped from every part of his back.

Half of his skin had peeled off due to the way Alfred's men tortured him.

Two of Alfred's men held long whips in their hands. Blood dripped from the whip as they lashed it on the man's back.

"Boss" the two men bowed as Alfred stepped in. Caesar pulled out a chair for Alfred and Alfred sat down in front of the man who was being tortured.

"Has he confessed yet?" Alfred asked in a deep and masculine voice.

"No, he hasn't" Alfred's men replied.

Alfred snirked dangerously as he faced the totured man. The man was the prime minister.

"Untie him from the pole." Alfred commanded his men.

His men untied the prime minister and made him kneel in front of Alfred. There were no clothes on his body except his underpant.

The prime minister begged Alfred. His face was almost unrecognizable as he had been brutally tortured by Alfred's men.

"I won't kill you as long as you cooperate with me" Alfred said.

He took out a cigarette from it's pack and placed it in between his lips. Caesar lit the cigarette with a lighter.

Alfred puffed out smoked from his mouth after taking a long drag from the cigar. Then he faced the prime minister.

"Prime minister, we had a deal. I gave you thirty of my men to help you do your dirty works and in return, you were to give me seventy percent of the gold that were brought to you.." Alfred paused and took a other drag from the cigarette then he continued.

"But you terminated the contract at the last minute. Why did you do that?" He asked the prime minister.

"Please don't kill me! Please!"

"I asked you a damn question. Why did you terminate the contract?!" Alfred yelled.

The prime minister flinched when Alfred yelled. Alfred's eyes were blazing with fury. His face was menacing and his cold gaze was enough to scare a lion.

The prime minister was scared to the core. So he confessed immediately

"The reason was because another mafia gang came to me with a better offer. Their leader told me he would lend me his men and when they get the gold, he would give sixty percent of it" he confessed.

Alfred smiled darkly when he heard that.

"So, because I offered you thirty percent of the deal, you terminated the contract and gave it to another mafia gang, right?" Alfred asked.

"Please, I am so sorry!" The prime minister cried.

Alfred remained quiet as he continued to smoke his cigar. Then he spoke up a minute later.

"What's the name of the other mafia gang?" He asked.

"They are the Marcel family." the prime minister answered, fearfully.

Alfred bursted into laughter when he heard the name. The prime minister wondered why he was suddenly laughing.

Alfred's expression changed immediately into an angry one. He stood up from his seat and removed a pistol from his pocket.

"Where did you keep your own share of the gold?" Alfred asked, pointing the gun at the prime minister's head.

"It's.. It's at the secret basement in my house" the prime minister answered in fear.

"I've told you everything you need to know, I hope you're not going to ki..kill me?" The prime minister stuttered.

"No, I am not killing you. I'm only gonna send you to hell so that you can pay for your sins." Alfred replied and pulled the trigger.

A loud gunshot was heard afterwards. The prime minister's body fell lifeless on the ground with a hole on his forehead.

Alfred's men dragged the dead body out of the dungeon.

Caesar and Alfred were the only ones left in the dungeon.

"Inform the gang that we have a mission tonight" Alfred said.

(At Los Angeles Crime Force)

Theresa sat in her office as she worked on some files. Her office was a bit wide and spacious.

Lots of medals were hanged on the blue painted wall. Blue was her favorite colour.

A water dispenser was placed at a corner in the office. The ceiling fan was rolling at it's lowest speed so as not to blow away the files.

Bright rays of sunlight shone inside the office through the slightly opened window.

Thresa raised her when she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in" she replied.

The door opened and a man walked in. He was dressed in a black uniform with LACF boldy written on the back of the uniform.

He saluted Theresa then he spoke.

"Ma'am, the general wants you to meet him in his office right now." The man informed.

"Thanks, you can leave." Theresa replied.

The man saluted her then he walked out of the office.

Theresa stood up and buttoned up her jacket. Then she walked out of her office.

She got to the general's office a few minutes later. She knocked on the door and a masculine voice replied from inside.

"Come in."

Theresa opened the door and she walked inside the office. The general was seated on his chair, sipping a cup of coffee.

His black hair was already turning grey. Judging by his face, he looked like someone in his late forties.

Theresa saluted him and stood in his front.

"Have your seat" the general said. Theresa sat down on the chair which was opposite the general.

"I just got a report that the prime minister has gone missing since yesterday" the general said.

"How and why?" Theresa asked with a puzzled look.

"I was told that a truck which contained pure gold was delivered to him two days ago" the general replied.

"Maybe that's the reason why he was kidnapped. Whoever kidnapped him is surely after the gold" Theresa reasoned and the general nodded in agreement.

"I don't know where he was taken to but one thing I know for sure is that..." Theresa paused and stared at the general.

"The person behind the prime minister's kidnap will come to his house tonight to take the gold and we would be waiting for that person" She concluded with a smile on her face.