Chapter 12 - The Federal Interrogation
The massive, heavily armored tactical vehicles violently tore through the rainy streets of Chicago. Luca sat perfectly still in the back seat, his jaw clenched so tightly that I feared his teeth would completely shatter. I sat entirely beside him, gripping his large hand with a fierce, completely unstoppable determination. We were aggressively heading directly to the maximum-security federal penitentiary where Marcus was currently serving his life sentence. Luca had completely bypassed the slow, pathetic legal system, using his immense wealth to secure a private, highly illegal interrogation room. The heavy steel doors of the prison violently clanged shut behind us as we marched entirely into the dark, damp basement. Marcus was violently shoved into the cold room by two heavily armed guards, his hands tightly bound in thick steel chains. He looked up, an arrogant, highly disgusting smirk completely spreading across his face when he saw the absolute agony in my eyes. Luca did not waste a single, agonizing second on formal introductions. He lunged violently across the metal table, aggressively grabbing Marcus by the throat and slamming him fiercely against the concrete wall. Luca completely cut off the traitor's air supply, his voice dropping to a terrifying, lethal whisper. He demanded to know exactly who bought our third child and where Enzo was currently being hidden. Marcus gasped for air, laughing a deeply cruel, absolutely sickening laugh as he struggled against Luca's iron grip. He proudly confessed that Evelyn had entirely orchestrated the kidnapping to ensure my heart would remain permanently broken. They had secretly sold my innocent, fragile newborn to a ruthless Corsican crime lord named Silas Vane for ten million dollars. Silas was a completely untraceable phantom, a massive human trafficker who actively specialized in raising underground syndicate heirs. I felt a massive, completely undeniable surge of pure, violent rage entirely consume my soul. I stepped aggressively forward, entirely pulling Luca's heavy tactical knife from his thick combat belt without a single ounce of hesitation. I drove the heavy steel blade fiercely into the wooden table, just a fraction of an inch from Marcus's trembling fingers. I coldly informed him that if he did not give us the exact coordinates of Silas's European fortress, I would completely dissect him alive. Marcus stared completely in absolute shock at the terrified suburban mother who had entirely transformed into a ruthless mafia queen. He violently stammered, completely breaking under the massive weight of my undeniable, terrifying authority. He frantically revealed that Silas kept the child hidden entirely in a highly classified, massive ancient monastery deep in the mountains of Italy. Luca aggressively dropped the pathetic traitor to the cold floor, completely disgusted by his sheer cowardice. We heavily turned our backs on him forever, violently marching out of the terrifying prison to completely prepare for absolute war.
