In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100: Ready for the Attack

Emanuele immediately called Isidoro. "Are you sure Frederick is inside that building?"

"Believe me, he's in there," Isidoro replied. The environment on his end was noisy, with music playing, seemingly hosting a party. "Our satellite images confirm it."

"Was his place quiet when you investigated?"

"Yes, someone like him has to keep a low profile. He delegates the dirty work to his henchmen."

"I understand."

Emanuele said and prepared to end the call.

Isidoro asked quickly, "Are you planning to attack?"

"Yes."

"Do you need our support?"

"If needed, I'll let you know in time," Emanuele smiled. He knew Isidoro's capabilities; he was reliable, and with his help, dealing with Frederick would be much easier.

After ending the call, Emanuele turned to Phillip. "Proceed with the plan. First, confirm the layout of the house, then decide on the attack route. I want to move as quickly as possible."

"Alright."

Emanuele then glanced at the surveillance feed. There was some movement in and out of the building, but the frequency seemed normal, and none of the faces were familiar to him.

However, there was one person who seemed vaguely familiar. Emanuele squinted at a man wearing a hat in the corner. They hadn't captured him entering the building, but Emanuele felt that he had seen that face somewhere before.

Maybe it was just because the man's appearance was so ordinary?

...

Isabella felt like she was going crazy inside the apartment. Even though she hadn't gone out since the incident where Emanuele had killed someone, it had been a week, and she still couldn't bring herself to ask Emanuele to take her out.

She missed the outside world, the bustling streets, and even the butterflies fluttering in the grass. The apartment was spacious and well-equipped, but looking at the world through the glass made Isabella feel like she was trapped in a gilded cage.

As beautiful as it was, the lack of freedom was driving her to despair. The desire to go outside, to interact with other people, crawled through her like an ant, an itch she couldn't scratch.

Today, Evelyn had initiated a video call with Isabella.

"Isabella, both Pippo and I miss you a lot. How are you? During the time you've been away from the hospital, the doctors there have been saying how much they miss you. They haven't seen a student as intelligent and hardworking as you in a long time. It's such a shame."

Looking at Evelyn in the video, Isabella, who hadn't seen her friend in a while, felt like Evelyn's appearance was somewhat unfamiliar.

They had known each other for so many years, used to have meals together, and Evelyn was her best friend. But now, they hadn't met for a long time.

Isabella smiled and replied, "Emanuele said I'd be free once things settle down, and I can go back to the hospital to work."

That was indeed what Emanuele had told her, but Isabella wasn't sure when things would actually calm down. If there were further delays, she might forget the medical knowledge she had learned. To avoid that, Isabella had been taking online courses to reinforce her knowledge. However, textbook theory was quite different from hands-on practice, and merely studying theory wouldn't make her a competent doctor again.