From that day on Edward was a broken mad man, he hardly ate and slept, searching for the people that had killed Amy. He overworked his staff never wanting to accept any answers that weren’t favourable.

”Boss, I think we are going about this wrongly,” Viktor said one day, worry clear in his voice.

”I am the leader and I decide what we do and how we do it,” Edward replied and that was the end of that matter.

All their trails always led to dead ends, it was like a ghost had kidnapped Amy and killed her. Edward refused to accept, but soon reality caught up with him. He had to accept the fact that the love of his life was no more and move on.

He had an organization to run and couldn’t put it in jeopardy simply because he was grieving. Like his father had taught him, a man was allowed to be mad for a while, but after sometime, he had to come back to his senses.

Although be was still in pain, Edward licked himself up and continued about his business. He was a Wu, the leader of one of the biggest international mafias known to man, the time for his senses to come back had finally arrived.

One day, Edward was having dinner alone in one of his restaurants when the clicking of heels alerted him of someone’s presence. He looked up from his plate and frowned when he saw that it was Alexa, stunning and deceitful as ever.

She slid into the empty chair opposite his and placed her perfectly manicured fingers against her face.

”You look awful Edward darling.” She pointed out, a pout on her face.

”I have had very long day. All I want is to finish my meal with some peace and quiet. Leave, Alexa.”

”You know that I care for you.”

Edward dropped his fork and knife and looked up at her, his face turning into a hard mask. She smiled and ran her hand over the table towards his.

”Let me help you take away the pain,” She purred.

”Leave, Alexa.”

She did the opposite; she grabbed his hand and rubbed her finger tips over his knuckles. Edward was about to call a guard when something on her hand caught his eyes. He grabbed the hand she was using to caress him and studied the bracelet on her wrist. Edward’s demeanor switched from calm to angry in a second.

”How did you know Amy’s dead?”

”That’s a very stupid question, let go of my arm Edward.” Fear was evident in her voice.

”I will not ask again, how did you know Amy was dead?” He wasn’t playing around.

”We are in the mafia Edward, news always gets to us early.”

Edward squeezed her hand. She yelled but he didn’t flinch.

”Yes, we are. Except you were there when it happened.”

”What? That’s nonsense!” Alexa screamed.

”You killed the only thing that mattered in my life. Now, I will take away everything that matters in yours.”

”Stop this nonsense Edward, you’re making a big mistake,” She spat as they dragged her away.

”You should have left when I told you to.”

Edward nodded towards his men and they came to take her away. He had warned and warned several times now, he was done, the Yangs were going to pay. He sat back in his chair and finished his dinner; this revenge called for stealth and subtlety if he was going to get everyone.

*********

”You called to see me boss?”

Edward turned his heard slightly toward the direction of the person that had spoken and away from the scene beneath him. Viktor stood with his arms folded in front of him. The suit he wore made him look at least ten years stronger and very intimidating; it was his looks that made him have as much influence amongst the mafia soldiers as he did.

He gave the man a once over, looked back at the woman he had been watching from the window then turned his full gaze back on Viktor.

”I’m setting up two teams,” Edward revealed as he moved back to his chair behind his office table.

Viktor said nothing, just nodded, as he waited for his boss to clarify his meaning of “setting up two teams.”

Spread out on Edward’s table before him was an A2 sized printout of a map indicating the states and cities in the region of China. On one part of the bottom left of the map, Edward had traced a line across what appeared to be a representation of a river.

Using red ink, he had highlighted the river from its beginning to where it split into tributaries in another state according to the map. He ran his hand across it as if trying to smoothen creases that were not there and ran his eyes over the line for what would be the hundredth time that day. He stared at the paper for a while before he finally turned it to face his chief security officer.

Viktor glanced down at the spread then looked back at his boss. He fought the urge to raise his brows in question, but Edward wasn’t been clear on what he wanted and Viktor was eager to get going.

But he understood he had to be patient. Since the boss lost his lover, he had been finding it very hard to concentrate for long periods. He seemed to blank out every now and then and spoke fewer words than were necessary.

Edward had always been quick tempered and impatient with slow people, but since the incident, he had been sparking more often than none. The entire house felt the loss of dear Amy, because the secret to their boss’s cool demeanour had been taken away.