The Reservoir. Part Five.

Back up in her office, Lady Caponae made a quick phone call to an associate as Victor and Soren talked in one of the corners.

“As of now, what do you think will happen?” Victor has only been involved in this for about a year, working at this high level. As such, he does get curious when the only woman to frighten his boss plus close friend gives them a job.

“My guess would be to talk to Ryan, get him to know what is going on, and probably get together a meeting with the other heads.” After speaking, Soren looked at some of the photos that was in the room. As he was, he was thinking of each of the people and their place in Lady Caponae’s life. Some of them, being her family, caused her to constantly try harder than she needed to be great.

The phone being slammed down, Victor and Soren looked at her.

“That fucker can’t do shit!” She exclaimed, sitting back down. “I gave him a simple order: Get me any and all documents on the financial prospects of the next production we are putting on, but no! He has to be too damn hard-headed. What happened to the days of people that would just shut the fucking hell up and take orders?” She looked around and saw Soren and Victor standing their.

“Oh, I completely forgot about you two. Sit down.” They did as they were told. Turning towards her girls and giving them a slight nod, they both turned and walked out of the office. “Now, what I have planned for you two is simple: contact the other hackers and allow them to know about what is going on. By the time I am done talking, Mansell should have informed them just in case. However, if by the time we don‘t hear back from Palma and Kingly, tell Mansell and he will get the Andres involved.”

“You know Eliza, I can do that; the hacking part.” Victor said. In all honesty, he did not really care for the hackers. Mainly due to them being pompous and over exaggerated noobs who thought they were the best. But, the best hacker (and one that Victor agreed with) resided in Sweden.

“I am aware Mister Von Schinder.” She said, making sure he heard the ‘Mister ’ part as a reminder that in her presence you refer to her as Lady Caponae. “But for this job, I am going to need two full time hackers and those two, while they exaggerate a lot, I am going to need.”

“What about Palma and Kingly?” Kane asked. Caponae sighed.

“I know they are good. Hell, they are some of my best.” She said, leaning back. “But the main problem is due to this assignment being one of great difficulty. I already hired two other hackers to do a simple check. Nothing. I am not buying that. So, I am sending Palma and Kingly to try. More than likely, as my gut is telling me, they are not going to be able to find anything. So, just in case, I want the Andres ready.”

“Okay, but that does not answer why you got them.” Victor said.

“Just on the off chance that they do find something.” Caponae responded. “Besides, gives them something to do today besides being in bed doing absolutely nothing.” By the way she ended that phrase, it was known that it was a complete end of discussion.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Said Kane. “But who is the girl that was killed?” Lady Caponae sat back and sighed. Going into her desk, she pulled out a pack of cigarettes, a cigarette holder, and lighted up.

“Like you Kane, at times I wish I never quit smoking. The nicotine can do wonders on this body right about now. But, while not officially quit, I do need the occasional smoke.” Sitting up straight, she looked them both dead in the eyes. “What I am about to tell you stays in here and does not leave. Understand?” They both nodded yes.

“How much do you two know of Don Coppola’s plan to form a new branch in this mafia?”

“All I know is that he needs a new branch in order to start training people to take over our roles should anything happen to us. Personally, -”   Kane said.

“I am not interested in your personal opinions.” Lady Caponae responded. “Well, one of the girls was one of my bodyguards, Raniqua Tyler. She had potential and great power as a leader. As a burlesque actress, she made money. Fast. Last night while I was at home, flipping through a text of literature, I got a disturbing package that was delivered to me. When I opened it, I found this.” Lady Caponae took out a glass case that housed a human hand. On the hand was the tattoo of a butterfly’s skeleton (if butterflies had skeletons). That was Tyler’s sign.

“When I was told about what happened to Twix and the explosion, it all became clear due to her room being next to his. I doubt they knew each other, but that does not matter. To me, Tyler was like a sister. I was not expecting this at all and the very fact that this has happened has released a complete pool of darkness and a hunger for revenge. A hunger I have not felt sense Iris Island.” They were all silent for a few moments as Victor and Soren contemplated over the events.

“Lady Caponae, my condolences -” Victor began to say.

“Save it.” Lady Caponae shot back. “I have had enough of that all day from everyone. After doing my job, I want you both to issue a complete investigation of finding out who could have caused this.”

“Actually, Lady Caponae,”   Kane said. “That last part we are having you do. As I was speaking to Don J. Coppola, the Bernamonti family runs the investigation in terms of finding out what could have happened. The Reservoir is to get together the Bearer and the Juggalos and form the final attacks. You only find the sad son of a bitch that done this. Besides, when we last check, the Andres were not an official part of any group besides Bernamonti. So, in that way, you are still being in charge of this operation.”

Lady Caponae leaned forward in her seat.

“Are you questioning my judgment?”

“It is America: I am allowed to question anything I want.

“My choice stands.”

“Coppola has the final say and if you don’t agree with this at all, call him up and ask him.”

“I don’t need to. You know what I am capable of doing. You will obey my orders.”

“If you do anything like take the hammer, katana, or gun you have and try to attack me, Victor here will show you why his unofficial title is ‘assassin’ and the only person really qualified to have that name.” Lady Caponae looked at Victor and saw the butt of the infamous weapon he had in his possession. The power of his gun is legendary. The effects have been historic. Him being Kane’s personal bodyguard, such a weapon is needed. Lady Caponae, not wanting to test anything, sat back in her chair and unleashed a vicious, cruel laugh.

“That is the reason why I love you,  Kane: you are the only person that knows how to dance an argument with me and make it fun. Due to your creditability, I am going to take your word on this. But, I want results by tomorrow. The faster we get this done with, the better for everyone. Now, you two: get the fuck out of my office.” With that,  Kane and   Von Shinder stood up, bowed, and walked away.