The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Get in the cage

The sadness and pain of a current Samantha had turned into a rage and grudge that churned in her chest cavity. After Wilson told him the name of the brother's killer, his mind continued to buzz the name.

“Maximo,” that name that he keeps remembering in his heart and mind. His hands were always clenched when the name of the mafia crossed his mind.

By nightfall, Samantha had not returned to her apartment. His mind is still very messed up. Memories about the brother continue to fill as thin as the corner of the apartment room that is not too wide. He was tormented every time he saw Gerald's face in almost every field of view.

So, he decided to take a walk around the city of Los Angles which was never quiet. He hoped that he would cross paths with the man who killed his brother and get the man the right treatment for his actions.

The atmosphere of Los Angles at night is not much different from the daytime. Both are crowded and people are still on the move as usual. The night life is also so good. Many large clubs are the center of life at night, filled with people with various entertainment activities to divert fatigue and fatigue in their minds. That's what Samantha did.

He entered the club in a covered dress. The same clothes he had been wearing this morning. His head was still wearing Gerald's hat with the letter S. He only realized that the letter S is not the name of the country but his name, Samantha. The thick colored jacket of hitampun still hugged Samantha's tall body.

“You drink with me?” a man approached Samantha who looked lonely while playing her drinking glass. He sat at the bar table playing a yellowish liquid that was given a little ice cubes.

Samantha turned her head, a handsome man smiled at her. “I'm not looking for a friend,” said Samantha coldly.

“Drink together should not always be as friends, beautiful.” The man did not give up. He sat next to Samantha with great difficulty. Maybe because he was drunk, he got into trouble. However, even so, he could still see that the woman sitting next to him was a beautiful woman. Can be seen from the chin and the shape of his lips are so tempting even though his face and eyes are still covered by the hat he wears.

Samantha did not chim in, she chose to gulp down alcoholic beverages that she rarely touched. During this time Gerald did forbid Samantha to drink drinks like this because according to Gerald, drinks like this can make Samantha lose control over her.

“You are very interesting. I have a lot of money, want to come with me?” the man still hasn't given up on teasing Samantha. This girl is very attractive compared to other girls who are minimally dressed like almost already4ng so it does not make curious.

Samantha put her drink down violently. He was very disturbed by the man beside him. “What's your name?” he decided by asking.

The man reached out his hand after he wiped it and blew it so that his hand was clean.

“Max,” the man said with a grin. The smell of the drink stung from his mouth.

Hearing the fragment of the name, Samantha's heart seemed to beat for a while. There was a sense of tightness that hit his heart. “Max who? Maximo?” Samantha's getting curious.

“How do you know? Is it because you and my father both adore the same person? You seem to know the name well, the same as my father who knew the name correctly to pin it my dynamism. Maximo, hahaha.the difference is, he's Cortez while I, Maximo Wallz.” The man smiled proudly.

Without waiting for long, Samantha returned the man's hand. However, not to be held but for him to pull and then he twisted and pressed firmly on the bar table.

“AKH! Goddamn bum! What are you doing?!” the man who grimaced in pain.

Samantha did not reply, she still enjoyed seeing the face of this man named Maximo grimacing in pain. Like hoping that this man was really Maximo who killed his brother and he could freely torture him.

“Let go of me jerk, you hurt me!” the man grimaced louder and louder, making some people turn to Samantha and the man named Max.

One small push knocked the man out of his chair. He grimaced in pain on the floor until he rolled over. His spine was like it was broken by hitting the floor.

“Akh, fucking woman.” The grunts sound very painful.

Samantha doesn't care about that. He chose to move out of his place, put a dollar-eyed piece of money that he aimed for the bartender, and then just left from the presence of those who looked at him vigilantly.

“Fuck woman!” the man snorted, but Samantha simply ignored him.he opted out of the club as his mood worsened.

Walking through the cold city of Log Angles at night, Samantha again inhaled the night air that froze her chest cavity. Already many times he set his breath so that his feelings are better but the sense of calm is even more lost along with the vapor of his breath that is lost in the free air.

Around him, he saw lovers who were kissing affectionately, as if mocking himself who had just lost a lover at a time when they had not even expressed feelings for each other. See, life is ridiculous and shitty, isn't it? He even enjoyed the moment he accidentally kissed Gerald when he was ill last month. He thought it was just an accident but in fact it was an early form of expression of feelings that Gerald was silent about.

Hah, he was even still feeling the sweetness of the deep Gerald pagutan until he was panting favorably for a while.

Brug!

Someone hit Samantha's arm for running with a panting butt. Gerald's face faded away.

‘Sorry!” the woman who looked scared. The woman in scantily red-lit clothes widened her steps in a hurry.

Samantha ignored him until she looked back and saw two burly men running after her.

“Stop you jal4ng!” one of the men between the two.

I don't know why Samantha didn't like the man's call to the frightened woman and wanted to teach her a little lesson. After estimating the distance of the two men with himself, suddenly Samantha ran fast and pushed her foot into the stamp of a parked luxury car and turned to slam it into a running man.

“AKH!” the man staggered and was forced to stop his steps. Samantha's kick hit her cheek until her face turned.

“What's your problem jerk?!” exclaim that fellow man.

“You are my problem!” Samantha challenged the two men. Suddenly, he felt like beating these two people because he had hunted a girl who ran in fear.

Fights are inevitable. Samantha had a fistfight with the two burly men. Several kicks addressed Samantha to the two men and managed to repel the two men to fall down several times and lay on the sidewalk while holding her aching stomach.

Without Samantha noticing, someone noticed her from inside the limousine.

“You are fine, Mister?” ask the driver and assist the man.

The man was not chiming in, he was just looking at Samantha's interesting actions for her to see. Several times his kick managed to beat back the two burly men. His fighting movements look like a sexy dance in the eyes of the man. He again sipped his tequilas with pleasure, the time he used to wait was not in vain. Unfortunately he could not see the woman's face including when the woman approached the assistant to say,

“Interesting,” said the cold-faced man with the look of his sharp eyes. He slightly smiled to see the girl pass by and passed by without showing his puffy face as well as crimson from annoyance.

“Need I find out about the girl, sir?” the assistant seemed to understand perfectly well the way his master was watching the girl from the window.

“People who meet at a glance will usually stay forever. Whether it is me or him who will come later,” said the man, once and then sipped his drink with pleasure.

Samantha's erratic thoughts lead the girl to Wilson's base. He seemed to be in turmoil with the anger that was controlling him.

“How do I meet the man?” asked the young girl who was staring intently at Wilson and Alicia. He took off the hat that covered his face.

“Who do you mean?” Alicia looked at the girl's astonishment.

“Maximo Cortez, the man who killed my brother.” Samantha emphasizes strongly her sentence on the word ‘kill.’

“You want to see him?” Alicia stared in disbelief at the figure of this young girl. His head was too big, he thought.

Samantha did not reply, she just stared at Alicia sharply and full of anger. But Alicia understood perfectly well with Samantha's frightening gaze.

“The man is dangerous Samantha. There have been eighteen of our agents who failed to spy on him let alone to meet him.” Wilson tried to remind me.

“What kind of page, die?” Samantha looked at Wilson intently. The man nodded slowly.

Samantha smiled cynically. “I don't even feel that I'm still alive in this world.” The words of Samantha were mocking herself who was in that condition. Gerald's death has taken some of his soul away and he now feels that he is not really alive.

“Pursuing Maximo, the same as us chasing our own shadow. The more we chase, then he'll be further away.” Wilson begins the sentence. He turned on the big screen in front of those who showed many faces of men there.

“Wil,” Alicia tried to hold Wilson back from continuing her sentence but Samantha had already stared intently at Alicia. Her slightly reddish eyes prevented Alicia from stopping Wilson.

“Okey, I continue,” said Wilson who understood the meaning of Samantha's gaze.

“These faces are the faces of the people we caught because we thought he was Maximo. But apparently, none of them were the real Maximo. They deliberately claimed to be a maximo on the grounds that it was a pride of its own. Or it could be that they claimed to be Maximo because they were ordered by Maximo to outwit our search. At the moment, we have not found a photo of Maximo's actual face.” Wilson looked at Samantha regretfully.

“Then how do you guys do the recon? Shouldn't you know who you're intending to be?”

“Yes, you are right. But to date we have only managed to find the fruit of Maximo's crimes. We could never find the seed and the tree that flourished. We put up a lot of spies and tried to analyze the mode of operation of this mafia action, but only a few things we found.”

“Large club, evening women, drinks, drugs and money laundering. Everything is spread all over the world under control, Maximo.” Wilson showed back a lot of images on the screen and made Samantha's eyes round to see carefully what appeared in front of her.

“He likes women night?” ask Samantha. He saw the highest percentage of Maximo's misfortune was related to women of the night.

“Yes, because they are the connecting medium of all forms of crime Maximo. One of my spies once reported, that in addition to selling these women, Maximo also used the services of this woman himself. But unfortunately, not to be screwed.”

“You mean?” Samantha frowned not understanding.

“Behind the powerful and powerful figure of Maximo, this man has a weakness. That is, he can't fuck a woman. These women he gathered to be the stars of his dark sky. One other secret I discovered that, this Maximo has a blueprint passcode for printing all the currencies in the world and a passcode for opening his crime pandora box, he tattooed on his body. Therefore Maximo never fucked any woman. Because according to him, there was never a woman he could really trust.”

Wilson breathed his rough breath, the many secrets about Maximo made it so difficult to catch the mafia.

“Make me one of the stars in Maximo's dark sky. I will not only chase after her shadow but I will cling to her body,” Samantha said confidently.

“What do you mean? This is dangerous Samantha, what you're doing is not a suicide. It is possible that you did not meet the original Maximo but his adore who claimed to be Maximo.” Wilson looked at Samantha worriedly.

“Find me which club lost a lot of women that night. I'll start there.” Samantha's words sounded solid and indisputable.

He stared at the screen full of grudge at the same time he seemed to be able to see what the Mazimo figure was like. Of course from the characteristics of the people who claimed to be Maximo. The average among them is as characteristic as the Spanish. Then that one red thread that Samantha will follow.

Let's just say, Samantha will start getting into Maximo's cage.

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