Episode 2

Hours later, Mark was in his small room looking at the photos he had taken in the cemetery, trying to figure out who the new mob boss was, but nothing was confirmed yet. He also had other evidence he had obtained from the mafia leaders.

Then his sister, Anya, entered the room, throwing herself on the bed: "What are you looking at that's making you so serious, my brother?"

Mark then closed his laptop, saving his work, and looked at her: "How many times have I told you not to enter my room without knocking? What if I was getting out of the shower?"

Anya looked at him, smiling: "My dear brother, I know you very well. I know perfectly well that you would never get out of the bathroom without getting dressed because of me, so don't give me that now. Come on, Mom's calling us for dinner." She left, pulling him along.

Meanwhile, at the office, Lorenzo was sitting in the dark, swirling his drink and looking out his huge glass window when someone knocked on his door. He allowed them to enter.

Seeing everything dark, Willy asked, "Are you alright, boss?"

Lorenzo looked at him and turned on the lamp: "Yes, I'm fine. But what did you find out about the man from the cemetery? What does he do?"

Willy approached the desk, handing him a folder: "It seems he's an investigative reporter and has been taking pictures for almost a year of everyone who met with your father. It seems he has a lot he can use against us. If everything he has falls into the hands of the feds, we could have serious problems, sir. We should get rid of him as soon as possible."

Lorenzo then stared at the photo for a while: "We can't use him to our advantage yet. Just keep him under surveillance and find out who he's meeting with."

Willy looked at his boss: "You know this could put us at serious risk of being exposed to the feds."

Lorenzo looked at him, smiling: "It's not time for us to take risks without knowing who else is aware of this investigation. In the time you've been standing there, you should already be doing what I ordered, Mr. Willy."

Willy then left without another word, leaving him alone.

Lorenzo finished his drink, answered his phone, then hung up, leaving without telling Willy where he was going.

After finishing dinner, Mark left in a taxi, taking his camera with him. Upon arriving at a location with buildings under construction, he paid the taxi driver and got out of the car, looking around.

The taxi driver looked at him: "Are you sure you'll be alright in this place? It doesn't seem safe, young man."

Mark looked at him: "Don't worry, thank you, sir."

The taxi driver then drove away from the location.

Mark carefully entered the construction site, mindful of the sound of gunshots, and got as close as he could. He began taking pictures of everything he saw in front of him. He then walked back without paying attention to where he was going.

He ended up standing in the middle of the crossfire, almost getting hit by a stray bullet, but was saved by a man who pulled him down at the moment of the shot.

When he finally opened his eyes, he saw a well-dressed man with an athletic build staring at him intensely: "What are you doing here?"

Mark looked at him seriously: "Get off me first, please."

Lorenzo looked at him and gave a slight smile before getting up, still crouched down. He pulled Mark to the corner: "What are you doing here?"

Mark looked at him seriously: "I'm working. What about you? What are you doing here? You're not dressed like a biker."

Lorenzo stared at him for a moment: "We'd better get out of here before we're caught."

Mark looked at where the bikers were: "I still don't understand why you're here, but fine, let's go."

They slipped away through another exit until they reached Lorenzo's car.

Holding his bag, Mark said, "I'll take a taxi over there."

Lorenzo opened the car door: "Don't be silly. No taxis come through here at this hour. And with that biker gang around, I don't think it's safe to be walking around here alone."

Mark looked in the direction he was going, saw how dark it was, and sighed, looking back at him: "Okay, I'll accept your ride."

He got into the car, still suspicious, clutching his bag tightly.

Lorenzo drove away from the location and glanced at the bag in Mark's arms, discreetly observing him: "What exactly were you trying to do in that place alone?"

Mark looked at him: "I don't think it's any of your business what I was doing there, especially since you haven't answered my question either. I don't even know your name."

Lorenzo glared at him: "I don't think my name is any of your business either."

He stopped the car near a taxi stand and told him to get out.

Mark looked at him, got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and walked away without looking back.

Lorenzo watched him go in the rearview mirror and scoffed, hitting the steering wheel. His phone rang, and it was Willy, concerned about his boss's disappearance.

Lorenzo answered the call and listened to Willy's questions: "I went to a meeting with one of our distributors, but we ended up walking into an ambush. Everything worked out fine, though, and I'm already on my way home."

Willy sighed on the other end of the line: "Boss, we have another problem. It seems the journalist has a lot more than we thought on your father's old business dealings, including the transactions."

Lorenzo ran his hand over his face, hitting the steering wheel: "What the hell!"

He hung up the phone and drove off.

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