"Don't tell me you used to climb through her window," I gasp, unable to help the laughter which escapes my lips.
"No, I have more self respect than that," Gabriel says in a scathing tone, "But I also know where a few of her penthouses are, I'm not sure about the rest of the family though,"
"That's actually helpful," I muse. So far we've been observing them from a distance, seeing them around parts of Italy which we've anticipated, so far unable to pin a location for their estate.
"Do you still have keys?" Griffon asks, making my eyes almost fall out of my head.
We could just walk in if he still had keys.
No, that would be too easy.
"No," Gabriel chuckles, "I gave them back to her,"
"Too bad," I grin, "But at least we have a few locations now,"
Gabriel nods and opens his laptop, opening Google as he searches up an address.
I can't help the small gasp which escapes my lips, looking at the images which appear.
I've seen plenty of mansions in my time, but none like this. Even from the photos it looks huge.
"What do people do with such big houses?" Griffon mutters,
"You can only have so much guest rooms," Everett adds, in an equally as disgusted tone.
The twins grew up in a relatively poor family, so they were raised to scorn upon richer people, believing that they're selfish and all that shit. And I honestly can't blame them, some of the more wealthy in the underworld are absolute fucking snobs.
"Griff can you get into the cameras?" I ask slowly, knowing that it would be near impossible to hack into the house cameras of the De Santis family.
"Is the sky blue?" Everett scoffs, smiling proudly at his twin as he loudly slaps his back.
"Give me a few days to work it out, but I'll be able to," Griffon smirks, lighting a cigarette and sucking a deep breath.
"I'd say that's good progress for today," Everett yawns, stretching his hands behind his head.
"To which you contributed nothing to," I tease, smiling as Ari laughs loudly.
"If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't know that Gabe knows the De Santis house, so we would
be back where we started," Everett grins, "You're fucking welcome," he winks at me as I roll my eyes.
"Quit bickering," Ari says in a bored tone, rolling his eyes as Everett's grin only widens, "It's part of Le Aquile Rosse's charm," he says in a silky tone, smirking as I shake my head.
"We know where they all spend majority of their time, and that's a good start," Griffon says, pulling his twin back before he can make another smart remark. "Next we want to make profiles on all of them," Everett says, apparently finally snapping into business mode.
I nod, "We want to learn about them. How they spend their time, how often they go out, and where they go to. We want to be able to anticipate their every move by the end of this month," I say, looking around the gang as they all nod.
"I'll start on the cameras," Griffon says, rolling his chair over to his desk, equipped with whatever fancy shit he uses to get into people's cameras.
"It would also be useful to become familiar with whatever properties they use to crash in and store weapons, if we have access to that, it could be a good tool we can use to weaken them," Ari muses, leaning back in t he couch.
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RomanceAnastasia Mancini; everyone in the underworld knows her name, the Fiore Mortale. After her Grandfather murdered her parents, she was raised as his personal assassin, learning to kill without so much as a second thought. People fear her, men fall on...
CHAPTER 7
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