Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask

Chapter 465: Chapter 61 Family Schemes Unveiled

Daniel’s POV

The precinct hummed with early morning activity as I settled into the worn leather chair behind my desk. After tracking down Sasha and dealing with her theatrics, returning home seemed pointless. Dawn was breaking over the city, and I would need to head out for patrol duty soon anyway. No sense in disturbing my sweet Lila’s peaceful sleep. But someone else certainly deserved to have their morning disrupted. I pulled out my secure phone and dialed the number I had memorized since my teenage years in the family business.

”Daniel, good morning! Have you finally developed some common sense?” My father’s voice carried that trademark authority that had commanded respect in boardrooms and back-alley negotiations for decades. He had always been an early riser, no doubt already stationed in his mahogany-paneled study with his morning intelligence reports spread across the antique desk.

”Father, my judgment was never impaired,” I matched his controlled tone with practiced ease. ”I am calling to clarify a misconception you seem to harbor. Sasha represents a dead end in every sense. I will never reconcile with her, and if she continues to harass Lila, I will formally renounce my position in the Martinez syndicate. Stop deploying her as your operative. The strategy is fundamentally flawed and only serves to antagonize me unnecessarily.”

”Well, at least I have succeeded in provoking some reaction from you.” His deep laughter resonated through the encrypted connection, revealing that he sought far more than simple irritation from his eldest son.

”I believed we had negotiated a temporary ceasefire yesterday?” The previous day’s diplomatic efforts appeared to have been completely wasted.

”Oh, my son, I have indeed honored that armistice. I am accepting your proposals regarding legitimate business operations and providing support for your brother when circumstances warrant it. For the foreseeable future, naturally. But Sasha? I bear no responsibility for her independent activities.” His voice maintained that unnervingly steady cadence that had intimidated adversaries across three decades of organized crime leadership.

”Certainly, Father. You possess exceptional intelligence, so demonstrate it accordingly. Weaponizing Sasha against me could produce catastrophic consequences for the entire family structure. Consider this an official warning - if she or any other individual continues to target Lila, I will permanently sever all connections to this organization. That concludes my message. Have a productive morning.” I terminated the call, having delivered my ultimatum with crystal clarity.

Time crawled past as I observed the wall clock, watching patrol officers filter in and out of the squad room. With my current caseload running ahead of schedule, I decided to disturb another notoriously early riser - though perhaps not quite this early in the morning.

”If someone requires elimination, handle the disposal yourself. No need to call requesting authorization,” Sybilla answered, her voice thick with interrupted sleep. Her legendary hatred for premature awakening only made me laugh harder at her characteristic greeting.

”Nobody requires termination, but thanks to your handiwork, someone might require hair restoration treatments,” I chuckled, hearing her distinctive laughter bubble through the secure line.

”Dear God, big brother, you certainly know how to brighten my disposition!” She laughed with genuine amusement. ”Speak quickly so I can return to my dreams. I was having the most wonderful fantasy about that devastatingly handsome detective from that police procedural we binged together. I desperately want to reconnect with him.”

I could not suppress my laughter. Sybilla had always maintained obsessive fascinations with television programs, developing intense crushes - her preferred term for these platonic infatuations - on various fictional characters. Currently, she was completely fixated on some ruggedly handsome tactical officer in a specialized law enforcement series.

”Amusing coincidence, I know someone who bears an uncanny resemblance to that character,” I said, thinking immediately of Xavier Black. ”Actually, you know him quite well - it is Xavier from the Thorne organization.” The silence that followed was deafening.

”Simply state your purpose, Daniel. It remains practically nighttime. What exactly do you require?” Her impatience suggested that her cheerful mood had evaporated once she fully comprehended the ungodly hour.

”Little sister, I find myself curious about what possessed you to arrange that coffee meeting with Sasha yesterday.”

”How did you discover that encounter?” Genuine surprise colored her normally controlled voice.

”That deranged woman is currently residing in a holding cell downstairs. And for heaven’s sake, when she realizes you orchestrated that parasite rumor, she will demand your head on a silver platter.” I remembered their explosive confrontation at the exclusive downtown social club during the final months of my marriage to Sasha.

”I never initiated any parasite rumors. But you understand how that unstable woman operates. She was compulsively scratching herself, and I merely observed aloud that I thought I detected something suspicious.”

”But you never actually observed any parasites?”

”Absolutely not. If I had witnessed genuine infestation, I would never have remained in her vicinity. However, I still escorted her to the premium salon and strongly suggested the dramatic haircut solution.”

”Sybilla, you are positively diabolical!” I could not contain my admiration for her cunning.

”I learned tactical manipulation from the acknowledged master. And that master is currently orchestrating elaborate schemes against you.” I knew she referenced our father without question.

”What intelligence have you gathered?” My tone shifted to complete seriousness.

”Sasha confided that Father provides substantial support for her activities. So I performed my innocent act, claimed I was exhausted watching you demonstrate such ingratitude toward him, and similar manipulative nonsense. She then revealed that Father is providing significant financial assistance to her father - apparently his legitimate businesses face serious bankruptcy proceedings,” Sybilla had always excelled at extracting sensitive information while maintaining perfect cover.

”That explains her persistent campaign,” I concluded with growing understanding.

”Precisely. But I overheard Father briefing Mother yesterday evening, after your departure, that Sasha represents merely a temporary obstacle in your path. He fully understands that reconciliation remains impossible and does not actually desire that outcome, but he believes she will successfully accomplish the separation between you and Lila. Those were his exact words.” Sybilla remained my most valuable intelligence asset within the family hierarchy.

”Eavesdropping again? Some childhood habits truly never fade.” Since her earliest years, Sybilla had mastered the art of covert surveillance. When something captured her interest, she would investigate with relentless determination. I had discovered her countless times listening outside our parents’ private conference room.

”Are you questioning my methodology? You require actionable intelligence, I am providing comprehensive reports!” She feigned indignation with practiced skill.

”Thank you, little sister. But exercise appropriate caution - you remember how creative Father becomes with his disciplinary measures.” I recalled the numerous punishments she had endured from our father over the years - severe but occasionally bizarrely humorous, always designed to place her in maximally embarrassing situations.

”If you maintain silence, I maintain silence!” Her standard mutual protection agreement.

”Did you uncover what specific promises he made to Sasha?”

”Money, big brother, substantial money. The motivation always reduces to financial considerations. And apparently not modest amounts either. Mother complained to him that she believed he was compensating Sasha excessively merely to create complications for you. He apparently plans to partner with her father to prevent complete financial collapse and provide her with a permanent monthly stipend for comfortable living arrangements in Boston.” Sybilla possessed surprisingly comprehensive knowledge.

”Mother speaks truthfully. That represents excessive payment for simple troublemaking duties. Something fundamental does not align with standard protocol,” I concluded, knowing Father never distributed family resources frivolously.

”That represents the extent of my current intelligence. But I have developed a working theory. Perhaps he is creating an elaborate illusion for Sasha, making extravagant promises he never intends to honor.”

”A sophisticated deception? Ultimately leaving her with nothing?” Possible strategy, though Sasha would create unprecedented chaos if she discovered such betrayal.

”That represents my working hypothesis. But now I absolutely must return to my tactical law enforcement fantasy. Excellent conversation, big brother.” Sybilla disconnected abruptly, leaving me contemplating her revelations in the quiet precinct. Father clearly had additional schemes in development, and I needed to identify every single component of his master plan.