It was night time and Electra stared blankly ahead as she sat on a lounging chair outside the balcony of her room. She and the rest of her team have their own villa in Sicily that serves as their headquarters. It was big enough for all seven of them, with a huge garage and garden. It also has a basement that they turned into their training hall.
Electra heaved a deep sigh as she thought of what the following days will bring her and the organization. Now that Nicholas has passed, she is in now for another task of molding another De Rossi to be the next leader. Will she be able to make a leader out of Nikolai De Rossi? He’s a man who was greatly influenced by the American culture, an easy-go-lucky bachelor who likes to have fun; will he survive such a harsh life of a mafia? She thought.
