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I activated the communication system within my car, contacting my right-hand man. "Enzo, have you taken care of the CCTVs?" I inquired with urgency.
It wouldn't do to have the police on my tail. The chaos caused by such a chase would already have caught their attention. Part of me wished for my pursuers to face the law if only to trouble them for a short while.
The Mancinis’ influence reached far enough to bury the incident in no time. However, I couldn't afford the risk of exposure, given the highly sensitive technology that embodied my vehicle.
"Yes, Emilio," came the reassuring response. "All footage has been wiped. There won't be any traces leading back to us."
Satisfied, I navigated back to the Royalty Rentals facility, bypassing the multi-story car park. Instead, I approached a narrow, blocked lane known only to a select group of insiders. I stopped my car, where a blue light, emitted by specialized sensors discreetly embedded into the surrounding walls of the closed passageway, scanned my vehicle meticulously.
The advanced identification procedure ensured that specific markers embedded in my vehicle communicated with the security system, verifying its credentials before approving access.
After a moment, the barrier lifted, the passageway opening up into a vast, well-designed chamber.
The space was a testament to engineering and sophistication, a sanctuary for a fleet of high-performance vehicles just like the one I was driving—no small feat at 37.
I parked my car in a free spot and got out. Walking on the pristine floor with its polished surface that reflected the vehicles, I enjoyed the spacious feeling it gave the room. I parked my car in a free spot and got out.
Standing 6’3 with a powerful build, thick arms crossed in front of his chest in his typical calm demeanor, Enzo waited, ready to greet me. He raised an eyebrow at me, a gesture of both amusement and skepticism. "You alright?" he inquired, concern evident in his voice.
"Of course," I replied confidently, shooting a proud look at my resilient vehicle. They couldn't lay a finger on it.
He rolled his eyes in a playful response, and I returned the gesture, a typical exchange between us.
Enzo was the embodiment of loyalty. He had been by my side since childhood, and we had forged a bond that ran deeper than blood. But besides his unwavering commitment, he also had a playful, mischievous side that added a lightness to our often serious dealings. Despite our differing professional roles and the responsibilities that came with each, our relationship was anything but rigid. We were best friends, and I trusted him more than I trusted my own brother.
"So, where are the Mancinis now?" I asked, curious about the outcome of the chase.
Returning to the station he had left, I joined him at his expansive computer network and noticed a screen displaying various angles of CCTV recordings with time and date stamps.
"Once they lost you, they backed off and vanished," he explained, taking a seat.
"And what about the police?" I asked.
"They made a swift exit before the police arrived," Enzo assured me.
"Any idea where they might have gone?" I questioned.
Enzo turned to me, arching an eyebrow. I adopted an innocent expression.
"Can't I be curious about where my pursuers disappeared to?" I asked, feigning casual interest.
He wore an unimpressed expression.
"I thought you wanted to stay clear of the whole mafia entanglement," Enzo noted, a hint of suspicion in his gray eyes.
I sighed, dropping the pretense.
"You know I do, but when they persistently come after me, I need to send a strong message to keep them at bay," I confessed. "I'm tired of getting dragged into these pointless situations. Besides the inconvenience and challenge of maintaining a regular work schedule, it’s become really taxing just knowing that an angry horde is out for my blood."
The exhaustion in my voice betrayed my frustration. These relentless pursuits were taking a toll on my well-being and peace of mind.
Enzo looked at me with curiosity and concern. "So, what's your plan?" he inquired.
"I don't know yet," I admitted, feeling the weight of uncertainty.
Enzo scoffed, exasperated.
"And yet, you're so eager to find out where they are," he remarked, shaking his head.
