The revenge of the mafia son-in-law.

Chapter 6. Rising Shadows of the Araña.

Franchesco rose to greet his daughter, expecting a hug and a kiss.

"My father," Araña shouted with arms outstretched.

Franchesco struggled to take step after step, moving painfully slow.

Araña pulled a revolver from her pocket and suddenly fired six shots at her father.

Curtis was stunned. It happened so quickly; he barely had time to see the lifeless body of the old man fall to the wooden floor.

"What the hell are you doing?" Curtis yelled.

Araña just laughed, observing her father's corpse.

"This wasn't part of the plan. You told me you were only coming to ask him for money, and then we'd leave," he protested.

"Curtis, Curtis, Curtis... If I had told you I planned to murder my father, you would never have come with me. I know you, Curtis; you're crazy but soft."

Curtis gestured wildly, but words wouldn't come out. It was clear that this event had a profound impact.

"Don't worry, Curtis. I know you don't understand now, but I assure you everything is going according to plan."

"But what plan?" Curtis exploded. "This isn't a plan; it's insanity!"

"My plan for greatness, Curtis. You and I will be the biggest mobsters this country has ever seen," Araña asserted.

"And for that, you need to kill your father?"

"He was a weak and fearful old man. He never had the courage to step out from under Boss Tony's shadow."

"He was your father."

"This mafia world is like that, Curtis. Only those with the courage to do terrible things have the power to be great and respected."

"And how the hell do you plan to be great and respected?"

"With this."

Araña revealed a bag filled with colorful pills.

"Modern drugs?"

"Those outdated mobsters are stuck in the times of cocaine. This is the real deal. Teenagers want to conquer the world at every party they attend. They would pay a lot of money for this, but Tony, the idiot, has made it impossible for me to distribute these beauties across the city."

"I don't know, Araña."

"Please, Curtis. You're already a walking corpse, remember? At least here, we'll have a chance."

"How do you plan to face Boss Tony? It's just the two of us against a whole army."

"Easy... voilà!" she exclaimed, pointing at her father's corpse.

"Your dad is dead... He can't help us anymore."

"Exactly! He's dead, and only I know where he kept all his money.”

Araña began searching through her late father's desk.

"Disgusting," she said as she touched her father's blood scattered everywhere.

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for the button that reveals my father's safe," she replied.

Araña continued searching everywhere until she opened a drawer in her father's desk, where she found the cellphone Boss Tony had given him.

"What's this?" Araña asked.

"A cellphone," Curtis stated, emphasizing the obvious.

"Idiot. My father was a dinosaur. He never had a cellphone before."

Araña started examining the cellphone.

"It only has one contact."

She decided to call to see what it was about. On the other end was an excited Boss Tony, who smiled at seeing the call from old Franchesco on his screen.

"Franchesco... Did the little brat show up?"

Araña heard Boss Tony's voice and immediately understood everything.

"Franchesco? Hello? I'll go get that little bitch right away."

Filled with courage, Araña responded, "I think the 'little bitch' turned out to be smarter than you and my father thought."

After that, Araña hung up the call.

"Damn," Boss Tony exclaimed. "Quick, we'll go to Franchesco's house. That little brat is there."

Araña and Curtis took all the money, weapons, and drugs they could carry in Franchesco's largest vehicle and fled quickly.

When Boss Tony and his thugs arrived at Franchesco's mansion, they found only an empty mansion and the corpse of old Franchesco with a sign hanging from the sky that said 'you're next.'

Boss Tony immediately began an intense search to get Araña and Curtis, but it was impossible; it seemed like the earth had swallowed them. A reward of five thousand dollars was even offered for information on their whereabouts.

However, Curtis and Araña were much smarter, always staying one step ahead. Boss Tony had a very old-fashioned way of doing things, while Araña had fresh ideas that no one had thought of before.

She began paying five thousand dollars to each young person willing to join her new army. It was an incredible expense, but she knew that by gaining control of the entire area, she could recover all that money within weeks.

In addition to the financial incentive, Araña offered them the opportunity to be part of the future. She claimed that her modern drugs would be a revolutionary force across the country.

Boss Tony's properties started experiencing surprise attacks where many of his men perished. Even the imperial casino fell victim to an unprecedented massacre.

Araña's men were much more savage, violent, and bloodthirsty than Boss Tony's. For him, everything happening was a true nightmare. Araña's men appeared out of nowhere, attacking from any location, making it difficult to discern who worked for her.

Boss Tony had no choice but to retreat significantly, losing a considerable amount of territory. Araña seized this opportunity and began distributing those innovative drugs, which turned out to be a massive success, just as she predicted.

These drugs revolutionized the mafia business, becoming a total frenzy. Moreover, every young person was eager to work for Araña and Curtis, the new, most significant and respected mobsters in the entire country.

With each passing day, the empire of Araña and Curtis grew larger. The distribution of innovative drugs expanded like a wildfire, and the duo became bolder in their operations.

Araña and Curtis turned into urban legends, feared and revered in equal measure. Their reputation was built on their bravery, cruelty, and the audacity with which they challenged the old guard of the mafia.

Things were changing, and everywhere people talkeda bout Curtis and Araña. The two crazies who emerged from nowhere and had become the owners of the mafia business.