Imashe has spent  a year collecting the information she needed to put an end to Victor. Looking over to the crib to make sure of her newborn son was sleeping. She had cried over the loss of her husband as he walked out their lives to fight this war between her enemy Victor and her family..  He had killed many of the bodyguards until he was captured and tortured before the final bullet was put in his head. Victor had the body dropped at the doorstep of her home as a warning to back off.

A knock upon the door as she lifted her head " Come in Marcus , what is it?" As she placed the folder in the drawer out of sight, she didn't trust her staff since the day she found out of her plans back at the casino in Vegas. Victor had been expecting her arrival and had her guards killed trying to get more information on what their boss knew but they didn't break making him more angrier.

As a tall dark haired male walked into the office and sat down in the black leather chair before her. His long black shoulder length hair  framed his tan complexion dressed in the finest Italian suits. Imashe had hired him as her guard only a few days before, with the need to replace the ones she lost. To protect her and her son.

Marcus coughed to get her attention "Boss, the boys are on look out around the mansion. " 

Imashe lifted her head "Thank you Marcus, what information do you have on finding this bastard's hide out?"

"I have two guys watching the club where your niece and her friend was killed. Victor has been there in the last few days looking pretty nervous as we have noticed only two guards with him. This can't be confirmed as of yet though, there is a lot of secrecy around him right now boss"

She sat back and turned her chair to look out of the window a strange sensation down through her spine. Marcus gets up and walks over "Boss, is everything alright as you seem to be a little stressed about something"

Imashe lifted her head slightly "Marcus, do you ever get the feeling that there is something else here in the manor. Lately since my parents deaths, I have felt a strange feeling of being watched"

Marcus raised an eyebrow "You mean like a strange phenomenon of the ghostly kind Boss." 

She nodded her head softly "I don't know really much about this old manor, only that my father was left it from a woman he worked for before becoming the mafia boss over twenty years ago. I've seen old paintings up in the attic of a beautiful woman and I used to hide up there when I got lonely to talk to this mysterious woman."

He shook his head and gave a deep throaty chuckle  "Imashe, I know I only known you for a few days. This I do know you are a strong woman, who loves that special little boy but right now, we don't need you loosing your mind. Let's kill this fucker Victor first then we will talk again about you ghostly going one"

Imashe laughed and shook her head "Hell, your more scared than I am right now..... Do me a favour and go to the attic and bring down that painting and set it up over this fireplace for me"

Marcus nodded and left the room to find the painting with two others.

​​A firm knock upon the door as it opened, James the butler entered carrying a sliver tray filled with her meal. Placing it down upon the desk and left as the phone rang, Imashe picked up the receiver taking a deep breath and spoke "Hello, who is this?"

A deep heavy breathing on the other end of the phone sent shivers down her spine "Well little bitch, did you not think I would find you." the voice spoke as she began to shake in fear. 

"Victor, h-how the fuck did you get my number?" Raising her voice slightly as she began to shake. "You bastard killed all my family and yet your not satisfied with that.

" You my dear owes me a great deal of money that you stole from me and for killing my men"  he growled down the other end.

"I owe you fuck all you murdering bastard" she snapped and pushed her chair back as it hit the wall. "What the fuck do you want Victor or I am coming to find you now to put the end to you once and for all"

Victor sat back in his office grinning, knowing he was getting to her and that the information he was given was correct. "Oh you will soon see my dear, when the time is right. Believe me, a certain person will love to meet you again after all the years that he missed out with you."  he lifted his head and looks towards a smartly dressed man that sat before him.