Chapter Five

"Allesandra, you have a message," Isabella's father said as he called her name.

" Coming already. I just want to pour this water outside", pale replied as she got out, with a pale of water in her hand.

She was on her way back when her mother called her back.

" I saw your posts yesterday. Keep up the good work, dear. May God continue to protect you" She said, as she placed her hands on Isabella's head. 

" Thanks so much, Mommy, " She replied.

" But you haven't published anything about those Mafian squads? Have they been arrested and jailed"? Her mother asked

" Thanks for asking, Mom. I'm going to start today. I don't want something that happened to us that time to repeat itself ", she replied.

Her mother chucked.

" The day they beat the hell out of your father, right?" She asked.

Allesandra replied, " Yes, that's one of the reasons why I begged you to relocate abroad".

Her mother signed. Then, she said," What about you? Are you not coming with us?"

Isabella responded," If I leave, there's no other popular journalist that can handle them. ".

" Hmm… I know that you are very popular but you still have to take care of your life", her mother said.

" I understand, Mom. Don't worry, I'm going to be safe", she replied as she hugged her.

" You can go and meet your dad. I heard him saying that you have a message, maybe on your phone " Allesandra's mother told her.

" Alright," Isabella said as she got out of the kitchen. As she was about to get out, she paused and faced her mom.

" Is something wrong?" her mother asked.

" Nothing is wrong. When are you going? She said,

" Today. We will leave soon", her mother replied as she checked the time on her wristwatch.

She got out of the kitchen and went to the living room. She put down the pale and took his phone.

" What's this? Is this a tip or a trap?" She asked herself as he gazed at the message on her phone.

" Is something wrong with the message? Let me have a look", her father asked.

Sitting down beside her father, Allesandra handed the phone to him.

" Could this be a trap or a tip?" She asked him.

" Hmmm… You can just go there and confirm. Ask him for the address", her father replied as he put his newspaper on the table.

Allesandra's mother entered the living room and sat down close to Allesandra.

" Is something wrong?" She asked after noticing Allesandra was gazing at her phone.

Allesandra showed her the message and she sighed.

" Has the address been sent?" Her father asked.

" No. But I have asked him. Please, I need to take a bath", Allesandra replied as she went out of the living room.

After a while, she entered the living room and sat down on the sofa.

" I think it's time already. Let's go to the airport, "she said.

Her parents got up and she drove them to the airport.

" Please always be careful, my child", Allesandra's father begged her as he hugged her.

" I understand, Dad. Nothing bad would happen to me, "she replied.

Looking at her mom, Allesandra kissed her on the forehead.

Allesandra watched her parents enter the airplane as it took off.

On her way back home, a message popped up on her phone. She took her phone and checked it. It was the person that messaged her when she was at home.

She headed to the place and sat down. Suddenly, a car stopped by, and a beautiful lady got out of the car.

" Are you Allesandra?" The lady asked as she sat down.

" Yes, of course. That's my name" Allesandra replied, with a smile on her face. " Are you the one that asked me to meet you here?"

" Let me hit the nail. Are you ready to bring down my husband?" Emilia said as she removed her glasses.

" You are Willaim's wife? Is this a joke or what? '' Allesandra asked. 

" Since you are a well-known journalist, you must know that I'm his wife. Just answer my question, Allesandra. Are you ready to bring him down?" Emilia asked.

Allesandra took out a jotter and a pen.

" Why do you want to take your husband down?" She asked.

Emilia replied," Because that's what I want."

" And why do you want that?" Allesandra asked.

" Don't ask questions and don't do anything, funny. Don't think of writing down anything or recording what I said", Emilia said as she took away her jotter and pen.

" It's none of your business to know the reason why I wanted it, " Emilia shouted at her.

With a serious face, Alessandra asked," Are you ready for this?"

" Common, Alessandra. If I was not ready, I wouldn't have messaged you to come here. Think about it". Emilia replied 

" Okay. I understand now. So, how do you think you can help me with bringing him down? Do you have some evidence?" Alessandra asked.

" Yes, a lot of them.* Emilia said 

" That's good. Can you hand me over some of them?" Allesandra asked. 

" What would I get in return?" Emilia asked.

"Com'n you are more than that. I know that you mean this. Maybe that's why you came along. If you hand over the evidence to me, I know how to use it. '' Allesandra said.

" I understand. But.." Emilia stopped and she laughed.

" But what?" Allesandra asked.

" Don't tell anyone about what's going on. If I find out that you tell someone, I'm going to do my worst". Emilia said.

" I promise," Allesandra replied.

" And how would I trust you? " Emilia asked.

" You too know I'm a well-known journalist. I'm well known because I always fight for the truth. I would never betray you, Miss Emilia, "she said.

" What if you betray me?" Emilia asked.

" Do anything you like, " Allesandra replied.

"Killing you would be the best thing to do. Don't underestimate a Mafia wife. I'm dangerous " Emilia said as she stood up.