Chapter 14 - The Truth Behind the Commission's Betrayal
An hour later, Dr. Mercer arrived under armed guard to patch up Enzo’s shoulder wound inside the fortified basement.
The vault doors were opened, and Elena rushed out, throwing her arms around Enzo’s neck, weeping tears of relief as she held him tight.
Sophia was safe inside her portable crib, sleeping soundly through the aftermath of the battle.
In the adjacent holding room, The Specter was tied securely to an iron chair, his broken wrist bound with heavy tape.
Enzo walked inside, his shoulder bandaged, holding a secure satellite phone connected directly to New York.
He placed the phone on the table in front of the captured assassin and hit the speaker button.
“Don Carmine,” Enzo said into the phone, his voice cold as liquid steel.
The line was quiet for a long moment before the old man’s raspy voice came through the speaker.
“Lorenzo... I take it my team failed to deliver my message.”
“Your team is dead, Carmine,” Enzo replied flatly. “And your prized assassin is sitting in my basement bleeding on my floor.”
Carmine let out a soft, bitter laugh through the speaker.
“You win this round, Vitale. But you cannot fight the entire Commission forever. You are outnumbered, and your family will never be safe.”
“I don't need to fight the entire Commission, Carmine,” Enzo said smoothly, pulling out a document from his coat.
“Because three minutes ago, I transferred thirty percent of the Vitale shipping terminals to the Genovese and Gambino families.”
“They have just voted to strip you of your chairmanship on the board.”
Silence fell over the line—a heavy, suffocating silence as Don Carmine realized he had been politically outmaneuvered by the Midwest Don.
“You bought them off...” Carmine whispered, his voice trembling with sudden age and weakness.
“I offered them a profitable future,” Enzo corrected quietly.
“Something you ruined when you sent men to attack a home containing a mother and a child.”
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“Your reign is over, Carmine. Retire tonight, or I will let the new board handle your retirement personally.”
Enzo ended the call, leaving the phone sitting on the table as he walked out of the room, leaving the defeated assassin behind.
