the masked mafia episode 81 & 82

?THE
MASKED
MAFIA?
(His Shy Spy…)

By; Sommy Pearl F.

CHAPTER 81&82

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THE NEXT DAY,, NIGHTFALL**
SEOUL, KOREA**

“Home! At last!” Cindy gushed and Kev smiled.

“I’ll stop here” She tapped his shoulder. Kev looked.

“But this isn’t the way to your place” He said.

“Yes. I’m gonna see Oliver first. I wanna surprise him” She for-ced a smile.

“Oh. Okay” He stopped the car. She got down and smiled at him.

“Bye, Kev” She waved. written by sommy pearl f

“See ya” He waved back.

She nodded and watched him leave.

***

“Oliver” She muttered and threw her arms around him.

“Cindy!!” He exclaimed happily and carried her up. He swirled her around as he took her inside.

“When did you come back?” He asked.

“Few hours ago. It wasn’t a long flight though” She winked.

“I miss you” Oliver whispered sitting down on his bed, as he kept her on his thi-ghs.

“Me too. I couldn’t wait to meet you” She pec-ked his li-ps.

She looked at his face and saw his sullen look.

“What’s this? Aren’t you happy to see me?” She slowly took her arms from his shoulders.

“No…Its not that” He shook his head.

“Then,,, what’s with your mood?” She frowned, lightly.

He sighed.
“Malcolm-

“What happened to him?” She asked, quickly.

“He disappeared” Oliver muttered.

They looked at each other de-eply before Cindy broke the silence with a shrill laugh.

“Gosh. You pulls legs a lot, do you? Malcolm just called me so I know your tricks. I like that, It funny” She laughed again.

“I’m serious” Oliver said, sternly.

“But…he called so…Its a lie,,, right?”

Oliver swallowed.
“Maybe its not Malcolm?”

“Stop! Its not funny anymore!” She shouted and stood from his thi-ghs.

“Cindy…Listen to me”

“Here…This was the number he used to call me. I’m gonna again…Listen” She muttered and called the number.

*I’m sorry but this number isn’t in service anymore* It said and the call dropped.

“What’s this?…I…He…called me!! I swear,,, He really did!!” Cindy screamed in tears.

“Calm down, please” Oliver said with a soothing voice.

“I’m gonna call him again” She vibr@ted and called the number but the same statement came over again and again.

“Enough, Cindy. Please,,, enough. You’ve been calling the number for a long time now”

“I swear,,, I heard his voice. It was really Malcolm. Kev was there!” Cindy said.

The door suddenly opened and the twins walked in.

“What am I hearing? Ken fed my ears with bullsh!t…It isn’t true, right?” Kev asked.

Ken sighed and folded his arms, watching them.

“Its true. Malcolm is gone” Oliver said.

“Shut it!! He called Cindy. I heard him loud and clear. Cindy,,, Call him” Kev said.

“She’ve tried the number, numerous time. It out of service. Seems she was blocked” Oliver said.

“Blocked? Why would he block me? He wouldn’t dare! He can’t…Why!”

“Cause he wanted to desert himself away from us?” Ken shook his head.

“We won’t believe all this” Kev muttered.

“Then,,, I hope this video convinces you” Oliver said, and walked to his computer.

The others followed and watched him play the video.

“Oh no…Malcolm” Cindy cried and closed her mouth with her palm.

“I’m sorry” Oliver whispered.

“He called. I’m sure. You don’t think he was for-ced to do all this?” Kev asked.

“I’m not sure. According to the CCTV footage we watched, He left willingly. Besides, you know Malcolm. He can’t be for-ced to do anything” Ken explained.

“So,,, Are we really over? The gang?” Kev whispered.

“I don’t know but maybe?” Ken replied.

“This is bullsh!t… The painting” Cindy suddenly said.

“Yes. Yes. What about it? Did you get the painting?” Ken asked.

“We did get it…but Malcolm called. He told me to drop it in some locker…It was really Malcolm’s voice” Cindy said.

“So,,, You dropped it?” Oliver asked, slowly.

Cindy sniffed and nodded.

“Sh!t. I think it was an impostor” Ken bit his li-p. written by sommy pearl f.

“We’ve been scammed from our scam” Oliver scoffed.

“I don’t think so. It was really Malcolm’s voice” Kev said.

“And who told you…They can give you Malcolm’s voice via phone call and you won’t notice. I can do it too. It’s very easy especially for hackers and computer literates” Oliver said.

“Hold on. Just hold on. I’m gonna call someone…So,,,chill” Cindy inhaled and called Alex, the korean guy she met in France at the station.

FRANCE**

“Hello, beautiful” Alex smiled, after picking the call.

“Hi…Hey,,, I…I nee-d your help” Cindy said.

“Yes,,, Go on”

“Did anyone come for the key of that locker?”

“Nope”

“Thats a relief” She sighed.
“I would appreciate if you never hand the key to anyone till further notice. Also, give me a call when someone else comes for the key…”

“Okay, Mi Lady” He giggled.

“Hold on” Kev told the phone.

“Hey…Please, Can you check the locker content?” Kev asked.

“Who are you, first?” Alex asked.

Kev looked at Cindy who threw her eyes away.

“I’m her…friend”

“Oh…Okay. I’ll check it then. Hold on”

FEW SECONDS LATER**

“The locker isn’t locked…surprisedly” Alex said.

“What!” They all shouted.

“It isn’t empty, right?” Oliver chipped.

“Another guy voice? Who are you now? Her second friend, huh?” Alex asked.

“No…I’m her boyfriend so is its empty?” He asked, rashly.

Alex scoffed.
“Yes. Its empty. Seems someone broke into it”

“Sh!t” Kev blurted

“Wait…We nee-d a plan cause right now, I’m Fu-cking confused” Cindy said.

“Let’s go to the mafia hideout tomorrow morning. We’ll join our heads together then,and think of
something” Kev said.

They all nodded.

“What about Ariana and Rhoda…Should we call them too?” Cindy asked.

“Why not? They are part of us” Kev replied.

THE NEXT MORNING**
MAFIA’S HIDEOUT**

Ariana and Rhoda jaws dropped in disbelief plus their eyes wide-ned in awe when they heard from Cindy and Kev.

“So,,, We are gonna make a vote first before making a plan” Ken uttered.

“A vote based on?” Oliver asked.

“Based on the Mr X identity. If you think it was Malcolm who really called Cindy,, based on their story…Hands up” Ken said. written by sommy.pearl f. on fn

Cindy, Kev and Ariana quickly raised their hands

Oliver sighed in jealously and looked down seeing Cindy and Kev supporting each other.

“Ariana? Why do you think so?” Rhoda suddenly asked. written by sommy pearl f.

“Yes. Give us your reasons” Ken nodded.

Ariana eyes blinked.
“I just have a reason”

“Go on” Cindy beckoned.

“I just wanna believe Malcolm is close by and alive. Hearing from y’all that he called made me quite relieved, I won’t lie” Ariana whispered.

“Sorry…but you are talking out of sense. You should be talking based on reality. What sorta reason is that” Rhoda said.

“If you don’t like the reason, Then,,, leave it” Ariana said.

Rhoda scoffed and looked in front.

“So,,, Y’all…Why don’t you think its Malcolm?” Cindy frowned, basically looking at Oliver.

Oliver raised his brows.
“Its obvious and there are plenty of reasons. Malcolm wouldn’t call Cindy to secretly, keep the painting in such a place. He wouldn’t block Cindy too” Oliver rolled his eyes and Cindy scoffed, angrily.

“Can you track and locate the number he called Cindy with?” She asked.

“Its a locked number. I checked it out yesterday” Oliver responded.

“Can’t you just try again?” Ariana whispered.
“Please…”

Oliver sighed.
“Even though I try, It gonna be so complicated and ha-rd”

“Let’s just give it a try” Ken said.

“Okay then” Oliver said, and went to the desk.

2 HOURS LATER**

“Despite all the time I wasted, I got to a very complicated route. What did I tell you?” Oliver sighed.

“Wait!” He suddenly wide-ned his eyes.

“What? What?” Ariana and Cindy rushed their words, coming closer.

“I’m getting a signal. It seems the line is busy. There’s a call between the number and another. I can get the location of the call, if it still pushes throu-gh” Oliver said.

“Then,,, Hurry…before the call ends” Kev bit his lower li-p.

PERUGIA, ITALY**

“It has been sent to your address” The exporter said, via phone call.

“Thanks. I’ll send the cash immediately I receive it” Malcolm said. written by sommy pearl f.

“Okay…” The exporter said and ended the call.

***

“Got it!! Got it!!” Oliver yelled.

“Where?” They all said, altogether.

“Its still loading…” Oliver said

“What’s this?” Kev muttered, looking at the screen.

Oliver blinked his eyes.
“Italy?” He mumbled as everyone looked on, confusedly.

3 HOURS LATER**

“You’ve an order” A deliveryman knocked.

Malcolm.opened the door and smiled.
“Yes,,, That mine. Thanks” He collected it.

“Can I transfer via my debit card?” He asked.

“I have no machinery with me. For now, I collect cash” The delivery man replied.

“Okay. Can you accompany me downstairs to the ATM so that I can transfer to you”

“Okay then. But why not use your phone?” The delivery man suggested.

“My phone…isn’t here. Let’s go” Malcolm for-ced a smile.

He kept the painting in and locked the door.

“This way,,, I can transfer the money to the delivery man and the exporter too” He whispered to himself.

***

“So,,, What are you doing now?” Ariana asked, watching Oliver press the computer.

“I’m hacking into his debit card” Oliver replied.

“Why? Do you wanna scam him off his money?” Ariana wide-ned her eyes.

“Don’t be silly” Oliver laughed.
“I just wanna see his latest transactions” He added.

“Oh…I see” Ariana nodded.

“There’s something!!!. 2 transactions..which took place a minute ago?” Oliver bent his brows.

“What! Seriously??” Cindy exclaimed.

“Let see where the transaction took place…. Lil Bank ATM stand…at Perugia, Italy?” Oliver swallowed.

“Guys??” Oliver turned to them.
“I think Ariana, Cindy and…Kev are all right. Malcolm Keepers was the caller and he’s is in Italy right now to obtain the fortune left by Leo Da Cruz” He said.

“But…why would he be there, alone for that matter? He just left us out” Cindy shook her head.

“Maybe the cabin is not safe where it is?” Kev said.

“Or,,,, maybe he doesn’t trust us anymore and wants the money alone” Rhoda muttered.

TBC