The Husband

La canzone dei morti

I felt back in my element the feeling of having power over people and the fear they felt when they saw you.

In my office I want equality from boss to employee that is why everyone acts like friends but remains the respect, I liked it that way but on this side of my life, I want to see them cower and fear the sight of me, there were times I thought that I could be suffering from Multiple Personality Disorder but then again.... Am I?

"He's Back.." I heard whispers and saw stares, when my eyes made contact with theirs they turned their gaze.

"They say he's just back now."

"If he's back..."

The whispers continued and I do not bother with these people, they're all pawns to my game. After this war, things aren't going to be the same for her or I.

"Logan." Luc looked at me with uncertainty and I looked at him unemotional.

"What?" I continued looking at him unemotional and when I saw the fear in his eyes I knew something was wrong.

"They found something.."

"Get someone to it..." I whisper-hissed, Clenching my fist tight I saw no one moving making me turn around to everyone.

"I said get someone to it.. NOW!" I bellowed out and went on my way to the top floor, Luc was moving and sending out orders to everyone he can get his hands on.

My foot was tapping impatiently on the marbled flooring of the elevator, I rode alone as soon as the lift landed on the ground floor, everyone pile out and the ones waited.. they waited for the next lift.

Do you think she'd still love you the same?

Those words repeated in my head and I knew regardless of everything.. she would never look at me the same. I was pulled out from my train of thought when the lift stopped and the little ding signaled that.

As soon as I got out of that metal box, every employee and human being loitering round and about the halls looked my way and went stammering back to their respective places.

"M..M..Mr. !" A lady scantilly dressed came towards me, the way she dressed made me looked at her from head to toe in a very insulting manner.

"Last I checked this was an office and regardless of our work background, dressing like a whöre is definitely not my taste in clothing." I slammed the door at her face and went to my desk, I didn't care if I sounded disrespectful nor did I care if I hurt her feelings. She was an eyesore.

I missed my wife and staying here in this tower was definitely not what I want but I had to have a word with Tuscano and speaking of.. a knock came at my door and soon a woman came in, dressed a little more suitable but still too provocative.

"Mr. Tuscano of 10 is here." She just said and left, soon enough a familiar face came to view.

" Señor Sabella.. or may I call you Señor Leandro Sabella? It is a pleasure to meet you Capo." I could hear the smile in his tone.

"I would want to be polite and say the same Don Tuscano however, with how circumstances come recently I am not the slightest bit of happy to see you nor is it a pleasure." I said straight out, I watched him from the reflection of the glass that separated me from the outside world. Keeping my back from him I would stay this way or I would lose it and kill him straight up.

"I apologize Capo, I did not know the American was standing against you. It was purely business and I didn-" he continued and I cut him off with me turning and slamming both my hands against the wooden desk creating a thunderous thud which caused him to jump on his feet.

"This will not go on for another second Vincencio. You will take what you gave to the bastardo or so help me God, you will be the first kill in my come back." I glared at him murderously and the man shook in his spot.

"S..si Señor." He couldn't keep an eye contact with me for so long that he tend to look around and look back at me.

"Where is he." It wasn't a question but a demand, a demand that I expect for him to comply.

And he did.

As soon as he sung like a canary in my palms, I discarded him for I had no use for a traitor. Like I'd believe the büllshit he was spewing that he didn't know it was me. I called a cleaner for the trash that was on my carpet.

"Luc. What was found?" I spoke at the other end of the line and I heard my brother along with a few noises as if they were going through things.

"Its a car crash with a dead body in it.. Logan we believe its Cassandra."

My heart sank from those words, I could hear the death's song from afar.  How?! We still had the time but was he making a fool of me? Was it really Cassandra in the car?

"How can you make that assumption Luc?!!" I shouted on the other end of the line, I felt the nervous poison spread in my body.

"The corpse is wearing both her engagement and wedding ring. The rings the only ones we can identify for now."

I felt the tightness choking me, I couldn't stand.. I didn't have the strength to. Leaning against the wall, I dropped my phone and slid to the floor. Covering my face I felt tears stream from my eyes, was it really her? Is it her this time?

Running my fingers through my hair, I stood and wrecked havoc on the once looking pristine office. The pain I felt was spreading all over again. It was happening again, I just got her back but its pulling her away from me.

Was this really how we were supposed to be? Will the happiness not last?

"I'm sorry Cassandra.. I'm sorry" I kept repeating, the tears didn't stop and I didn't want them to.

A loud thud broke me from my hysteria, looking up through my teary eyes there stood my mother who looked sympathetic but she had that fight in her eyes.

"What are you doing young man?" She was stern and I remembered the days when mom stood tall and strong beside my father, I remembered my Cassandra.

"She's gone mom.. she.. they.. he killed her." The venom in my voice was strong.

"And this is how you would deal with it? Stand up boy! I raised you better!" My mom commanded and I felt weak in the knees.

"Now you listen here son, you have to be strong and I know this is not the best advice but... we will make him pay and find Cassandra." My mother all said while fixing my tie.

"Mom.. Cassandra's gone." I admitted in a broken voice, the pain in my chest was strong.

Then I felt a stinging sensation on my cheek, I looked at my mother wide eyed. She just slapped me.. hard.

"You are acting like an i***t son! In this world men like Hank Russell are as cunning and deceptive as they come! This is the oldest trick in the book and don't fall for it." She spoke with so much venom and anger, the fight turned to fire. This was Felicity Sabella.

She was my mother who stood by my father with an iron fist, in their younger years my mother always found herself in a pinch. She still was strong and she was my role model.

"I know but I can't help thinking of the possibility that... Its her." I was in pain and having Cassandra away from me for this long is unsettling.

"You are a mess son, your brother and father will take care of this and I will oversee the decisions. That man has a bone to pick with me after they used my daughter." Mother walked out of my room and I took her words into heart, how could I have not thought of that?

This was the oldest trick in the book and I almost fell for it. My phone rang and checking on the number, it was Luc's house phone.

"Hello?" A familiar voice called as soon as I answered.

"Bethany?" I frowned and looked at my phone again, how did she get to use the phone?! Someone must be guarding her!

"Logan! You have to help her.." Her voice sounded desperate and I didn't understand what was this woman playing at.

"Help who?"

"Logan don't fall for Hank's schemes. Cassandra is still alive, the crash is a diversion!" She referred her father on his first name, was I to believe this vile woman? No. But I had to be doubtful.

"Speak damn it! I know I did a lot wrong for Cassie but she is still my sister and I know its a sudden change but I don't want to live this way anymore. Please Logan, believe me. Hank plans more than this, he will make you suffer a slow death and Cassie is a pawn he plans to use against you." Her words sunk, she knew the plans but she was just as conniving as her father, how could I believe her?

"I will give you the benefit of the doubt Bethany, what do you know?" I spoke grimly and thought of the possible scenarios.

"My father contacted me by a letter, it was a shock to me but he had someone inside Luc's home looking after us. He plans to get me out of here as soon as things play and I think the play is the so-called accident. Don't ask how I know, anyway.. I know he owns a warehouse at the docks and an estate in Russia, check on both. I'm hiding here in the manor and I hear men running about searching, I'm sorry for Lorraine and Logan please save my sister... And tell her I am sorry." She sobbed and the next I heard was her being pulled away from her hiding place which caused her to scream and shots were fired.

Hank didn't come to get her out of there, he came to tie a loose end.

I ended the call and sent a few men to look into Luc's place and search if there were any casualties.

Waiting for a response, I mulled over Bethany's words.. Why would Hank tell Beth his plans and kill her? Was he anticipating this or was she the one anticipating it and gave vital information that only she knew.

I got a response immediately, Bethany's corpse was found in the library under Luc's office desk. She was shot three times on the chest.I got out of my office and drove to Luc's Manor, there were guards looking around as I made my way to the Library.

The once lively beauty of Bethany was now a ghostly look as her eyes were dead, her head was turned to the side she looked at something and I was trying to make a connection but it could be just a coincidence.

Looking at her then to the shelves, there beside it sat a side desk with a framed picture of my family, it was newly taken as Cassandra was in it. I walked over to it and looked how all of us smiled, we sent this over to Luc as he was not able to make it.

The picture sat on top of a book, out of curiosity I picked it up and while flipping pages a page fell off. Picking it up I realized it was not part of the book.

It was Hanks letter to Bethany.