Jennifer's POV
It's been 2 weeks since the death of El Diablo. Things running smoothly. That demon was dead. I had stopped using crutches but was still leaping to walk.

My deal with The Eastern Cartel was over since it was just to kill that bastard but our dear Mr. Joel kept coming to our house at least once a week and his reasons were so stupid.

I have to admit, I have missed him being around but that doesn't mean I will forsake my business. We engaged in businesses with different cartel that normally, will not agree and the fear that people had for us had also increased since the news of the moron's death moved about like wide fire.

But something strange has been going on. I keep on receiving anonymous messages saying The End is near and then with a smiling emoji. It seems like the person was very happy that something bad is going to happen.

My media team tried tracking the number. But I must say, the person is truly good with this. It showed the person was in Brazil and I was very happy we had found his location but then it showed Russia, and then Nigeria. It started to show different countries around the world. This is going to be very difficult.

I didn't tell Andres and Martial about this because after the shooting incident, my brother has been following me about like a fly all because he says he doesn't want anything to happen to me but he keep on forgetting that I can take care of myself.

I moved towards my dad's room to say hello to him because I have been busy lately trying to find at least a clue to where this person is. I also made a mental note to tell Andres and Martial about this because something so serious should not be kept form them. The person was so persistent and kept on sending more and more of the message. Enough is enough I said. This has to end.

I walked in and found my dad looking through the window and whistling. I realised as a child that he does this, he is in deep thoughts.

"Hi dad" and his attention shifted to me and then he stopped whistling.

"Hello Jennifer. How are you", he said.

"Fine".

As he was about to respond, my phone beeped and without looking, I already know it is the mysterious messenger. I pulled out the phone from my back pocket and read;

"If truly you are a Mafia Leader, come meet me at the Cafe opposite The Central Spring and also, alone".
Yours lovely,
Mysterious Messenger.

"Hey dad, I need to go. I will see you in a bit" and without waiting for his response, I dashed out of the room. I wasn't planning on telling anybody because it will prove am a coward whereas, suppose to be the opposite.

I loaded my gun and tucked it at my back, my black blouse covering it and then my knife under my black jeans. I need to go prepared to meet this person. Whoever you are mysterious man, I am coming for you.