America: Starting with the Last Liberty

Chapter 102 He's Different! 4K

"Breaking news from our station: crucial evidence has emerged in the sensational murder case of Martin Bonanno Jr. in Los Angeles two weeks ago. This evidence, provided by Fox News anchor Megan Kelly, is digital video footage of the murder scene. However, strangely, police have yet to arrest the suspect, Francis Richie—"

Two men were sitting in a car, both listening intently to the news on the car radio.

Clearly, everyone is very concerned about Martin's murder case, which is perhaps the hottest news in Los Angeles these days.

"What the hell! I can't believe Martin was killed by one of the Bonanno family members. That's fucking hilarious! Right, Billy?"

The speaker nudged Billy in the driver's seat, who was frowning in thought and hadn't heard him.

"What did you say?"

"I'd say the Bonanno family is a complete joke! Sooner or later, the Los Angeles underworld will be ruled by us Irish!"

Billy rolled his eyes.

"Enough with the nonsense. I asked you to investigate the Bonanno Manor. How's that going?"

"Heh heh, no big deal! I bribed the maids at the manor; it seems the Italians aren't as united as they say!"

This is mainly due to a series of events that caused the Bonanno family to lose its cohesion.

Once people's hearts are scattered, betrayal becomes very easy.

"What exactly is the situation?"

"There are 10 servants and 8 guards at Bonanno Manor, and the guards rotate shifts roughly every 12 hours. As for Francis Richie, the servant said he's being kept in a guest room. Billy, are we going to take action against Bonanno Manor?"

Billy nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Castro assigned this task to me."

These words made the big guy in the passenger seat rub his hands together.

"Wow! That's fantastic! I've heard Mrs. Bonanno is a beauty comparable to a Hollywood star, and I'd love to see what she looks like!"

"Mike, we're here to do serious business, not to let you go look at pretty girls!"

"Hehehe, it was just a side effect!"

Billy was speechless.

"Go and gather the brothers; we will act tonight."

"No problem, how many people do you need?"

"Bonano Manor has eight guards, we definitely can't have fewer people than them! Sixteen men, let's make it 16. Get the brothers ready, this could be a tough battle."

Billy's words made Mike's expression turn serious.

"I understand, I'll go get someone right now."

After saying that, Mike got out of the car.

Billy watched Mike walk away, then took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, I'd like to buy a bottle of 92 red wine."

"They only have 85 vintage wines here, not 92."

After exchanging the code, Billy finally got down to business; yes, he was also an undercover agent.

"Kunnan, there's an operation in Castro's area!"

"What? What operation?"

"He ordered me to bring men into Bonanno Manor and kill Francis Richie and Sofia Bonanno!"

"Wait, Francis Richie is at Bonanno Manor? Where did you get that information?"

"Antonio Costa! Yesterday, Castro met with Antoni Costa at a bar, and the two made a deal! The deal was to kill Francis Ritchie and Sofia Bonanno."

"Fuck! We're looking for Francis Ritchie too, and he's at Bonanno Manor! Listen, Billy, stall for time so we can arrest Francis Ritchie!"

"How long do you need me to stall?"

"Let me check the time—damn it! The court should be closed by now! Tomorrow, you just need to stall until tomorrow!"

"Fuck! This is impossible! Castro told me to act tonight! I can't wait until tomorrow."

"There's nothing we can do about it! The police have to follow procedures to arrest people. Without an arrest warrant and search warrant issued by a judge, I can't even get into Bonanno Manor!"

These words made Billy laugh in anger.

"Everyone in Los Angeles knows the Bonanno family is part of the Mafia!"

"Billy, this is procedural justice, the rules of the game that the judiciary has to follow."

"Screw the procedures! Kunnan, I definitely can't drag this out until tomorrow. You'll have to figure something else out yourself!"

After a moment's thought, Kunnan on the other end of the phone offered another solution.

"In that case, we'll prepare for trouble in advance. You can delay your operation and let us intervene to stop you. It's perfectly normal for the police in wealthy areas to react quickly anyway."

Billy thought about it for a moment and felt that this plan seemed acceptable.

"We can give it a try! But when we do it, we need to act convincingly, and don't fucking give myself away!"

"Billy, you're swearing more and more. Have you seen a therapist?"

"Fuck! I'm a gangster now, and gangsters are supposed to swear all the time! Besides, what gangster goes to see a psychiatrist? That's like telling everyone they're an undercover agent!"

At this point, Kunnan's tone became earnest and persuasive.

"Billy, I'm telling you to see a psychologist for your own good. Your current state is very dangerous; it's very likely that—"

It's not uncommon for undercover police officers to defect.

After all, there are just too many temptations in the underworld.

Money, beauty, power —

These temptations could lead undercover police officers astray. America's police officers have no particular faith; they're just trying to make a living.

At the same time, many undercover agents broke down due to the immense mental pressure, which is why Quinn arranged for Billy to see a psychologist.

"I understand. After this operation is over, I'll find an excuse to see a psychologist."

Kunnan breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone.

"Billy, I've always believed in you. Hang in there!"

After hanging up the phone, Billy stared blankly ahead.

The streets were bustling with people, but Billy seemed to be in another world, completely out of place among these normal people.

After a long period of disorientation, someone suddenly banged on the car door, nearly giving Billy a heart attack.

"France, what are you doing here?"

"Mr. Castro wants to see you."

These words made Billy's pupils shrink. He subconsciously thought that he had been caught doing something wrong, but he quickly realized that he was making the call in the car, and the people outside could hardly hear it.

Moreover, if he were to be exposed, France would not have the same attitude anymore; this guy is Frank's true confidant.

Where is Mr. Castro?

"He's waiting for you in that black car."

Seeing a black Mercedes parked not far away, Billy quickly got out of the car and walked over.

Once in the car, Billy cautiously asked Frank a question.

"Mr. Castro, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I've suddenly had a better idea. Billy, I want you to bring Francis Richie here alive!"

Rosen had planned to talk to his family that evening, but Sophia insisted that he stay.

In Sophia's words, she couldn't sleep at all without Rosen, as it would affect her work efficiency the next day.

After thinking about it, Rosen figured that going to see Dominic tomorrow during the day shouldn't be too much of a problem, so he agreed to Sophia's request.

After dinner, Sofia sent all the servants back to their dormitories so that no one would disturb her and Rosen's time together.

Yes, there is a separate building in Bonanno Manor specifically for the servants and guards to live and rest in, and it is not connected to the main building.

The Bonanno family guards usually only patrol outside the villa and do not enter the villa.

However, there was still one third wheel shining brightly beside Rosen and Sofia, and that third wheel was Eva Krekosova.

Sofia desperately tried to signal to Eva.

"Ms. Korykowskia, aren't you going to rest?"

Eva was still wearing that figure-revealing red dress, making her look more like a guest than a bodyguard.

"Rest? I'm a bodyguard. Even my employer isn't resting, how can I?"

Normally, Sophia would be very happy to see her bodyguard being so dedicated, but right now she just wished Eva wouldn't be so responsible.

"Ahem! Now that Rosen is here, you can go and rest, Ms. Korekosova."

Eva couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Ms. Sophia, if you want to be intimate, you don't need to worry about me. I'm used to this kind of thing because of my job, there's no need to chase me away."

These words immediately made Sophia extremely embarrassed.

Coming from a Catholic family, Sofia's thick skin was nowhere near as thick as Eva's.

"What are you talking about? I, I didn't mean to be intimate with Rosen!"

Seeing this, Rosen had no choice but to step in and discuss it with Eva.

"Ms. Korykosova, why don't you take a tour of the villa and give us some private space?"

Eva gave Rosen a look.

"Mr. Rosen, I'd like to speak with you privately. After we're done, I'll go back and rest."

"Alright, let's go outside and talk."

Rosen and Eva went into the hallway, and closed the door behind them as they left.

"Mr. Rosen, it seems your relationship with this Ms. Sophia is quite unusual."

"Ahem! Actually, we haven't made any substantial progress, don't misunderstand."

"It's alright if I misunderstand, but I'm afraid Sister Sweefa will misunderstand, as she has a rather volatile temper."

Hmm? Is Svefa short-tempered?

Rosen never felt that Svefa had a bad temper, but Eva probably wouldn't lie on purpose.

"Well, Lindsay actually knows about Sophia's situation, including my search for a female bodyguard for Sophia."

"What! Big sister knew?"

Eva instinctively didn't believe it, but she also didn't think Rosen would tell such an easily debunked lie. After all, a simple phone call would confirm whether Rosen was lying or not, so there was no need for that.

Eva then gave a strange look.

"Did you use some kind of Eastern witchcraft to control Sister Sweefa?"

"Ms. Korekosova, how could there be such a thing as witchcraft?"

Although Rosen does possess many unscientific items, he has not actually discovered any supernatural powers in this world.

With the misunderstanding cleared up, Eva crossed her arms and looked at Rosen.

"Alright, you pass. But don't let me find out you made Big Sister sad, or I'll definitely kill you!"

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After saying that, Eva turned and left, probably to go to her bedroom to rest.

Well, being a third wheel isn't pleasant either. Unless you're unaware of your own brightness, just eating dog food can make you feel uncomfortable all over.

If it weren't for Svefa's affair, Eva wouldn't want to see Rosen and Sophia, that adulterous couple.

However, after returning to her room, Eva received a call from Swifa.

"Hey, big sister, I've already accepted the job, and I'm at Bonanno Manor now."

"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't be satisfied with the payment."

"What kind of reward do you want? Your favor is enough for this trip, after all, it's just a conflict between small gangs."

"Thank you, Eva."

After much hesitation, Eva couldn't resist her curiosity.

For a hitman who takes money to do a job, curiosity is a very unnecessary thing, but there are always times when people can't suppress it.

"Sister Svefa, do you know about Rosen and Sophia?"

After a long pause, Svefa finally managed to utter a single sentence.

"He's different!"

This left Eva speechless.

"I think you've gone mad!"

"Eva, one day you will meet that person too."

"Ha! I've long since demystified men."

"Don't make promises you can't keep."

"Heh! Unless someone's damaged my brain, I definitely wouldn't do something so stupid!"

After setting a perfect goal, Eva hung up the phone.

"Phew! It's only eight o'clock, how can I fall asleep?"

Most assassins are night owls because their work is usually carried out late at night when it is quiet.

Eva is now completely unable to fall asleep, so she decided to do push-ups in her room to expend energy and help her fall asleep.

Meanwhile, Sofia was getting into the swing of things.

Although she didn't complete the final step, Sofia was very happy.

The woman now felt like she was the owner of the manor, which gave her great satisfaction, so much so that Rosen could easily make Sophia's soul leave her body.

After relieving herself of the water, Sofia slowly regained her strength, and although she felt satisfied, she still felt a little empty inside.

Because some feelings are ultimately irreplaceable.

"Rosen, why are you unwilling to do that?"

Sofia felt insecure until the final step was completed, as if Rosen might leave her at any moment.

Rosen gently stroked Sophia's hair, as if he were petting a lazy cat. Sophia's personality was indeed quite similar to that of a cat.

Sensitive, vulnerable, and insecure.

"Sophia, your current power comes from your identity as Mrs. Bonanno. Once you lose that identity, you will become an ordinary woman. Therefore, your virginity is a perfect trump card that can protect you in critical moments. At least until you eliminate other competitors and truly seize power, you cannot lose this trump card."

Sophia understood Rosen's meaning, opened her eyes, and looked at Rosen with loving eyes.

"Oh, I see. I misunderstood you!"

Rosen gently stroked Sophia's red lips, then suddenly revealed an evil smile.

"It's okay, you just need to apologize verbally."

Sophia gave Rosen a charming glare, then slowly lowered her head to apologize.

(Eva Korykowskia)