Chapter 5 - The Wife He Buried Was Waiting Across The Lake
The lake house stood three hours north of Chicago.
Ronaldo arrived alone, as instructed.
Elsa was hidden nearby with Sal and two trusted men.
He hated leaving her.
He hated even more that she had agreed.
The house appeared empty.
The front door was unlocked.
Inside, dust covered the furniture.
A fireplace held cold ashes.
Photographs lined the mantel.
Ronaldo stopped.
There he was.
Twenty years younger.
His father beside him.
His mother.
His wife.
Matteo.
The entire family.
For the first time, he saw what had once existed.
He had forgotten that they were happy.
A floorboard creaked upstairs.
He raised his weapon.
"Who's there?"
A woman's voice answered.
"Put it down, Ronaldo."
He froze.
He knew the voice.
Nine years had not erased it.
His wife stepped onto the landing.
Older.
Thin.
Her hair streaked with gray.
But alive.
Ronaldo's gun fell to his side.
"Lena."
She cried.
He walked toward her.
Neither spoke.
Then he touched her face.
She closed her eyes.
"I thought you were dead."
"So did everyone else."
He pulled her into his arms.
For one minute, the most dangerous man in Chicago became a husband holding the woman he had buried.
Then anger came.
"Why?"
Lena looked at him.
"Because if I came back, they would kill you."
"Who?"
"Our family."
"Who is behind this?"
She whispered:
"Matteo."
Ronaldo stepped backward.
"No."
"He saved me."
"Then why does he keep disappearing?"
"Because he's been working against them."
"Against who?"
Lena took his hand.
"Your mother."
"She's dead."
"No."
"She died twelve years ago."
"That was the lie."
Ronaldo sat.
Lena explained everything.
After his father died, his mother had taken control of the financial network.
She had arranged the death of anyone who threatened it.
Matteo discovered the truth.
Lena discovered it too.
They planned to expose her.
But the first attempt failed.
Matteo staged his own death.
Lena staged hers.
Elsa became involved later because her father had been one of the accountants who helped move the evidence.
Ronaldo was left out intentionally.
"Why?"
"Because you were the heir."
"To what?"
"Everything."
She looked at him.
"They believed they could control you."
Ronaldo laughed.
"They were wrong."
"They weren't."
He stared.
"You don't know what I did after you died."
"I know."
"I destroyed half the network."
"I know."
"I almost destroyed myself."
"I know."
He looked at her.
"You knew?"
"Matteo told me."
Ronaldo's anger softened.
"Where is he?"
A voice came from behind him.
"Right here."
Ronaldo turned.
Matteo stood in the doorway.
Older.
Bearded.
Alive.
Ronaldo stared.
Then punched him.
Matteo staggered.
"Fair."
Another punch.
"You let me bury you."
"I had to."
"You let me bury my wife."
"I had to."
"You watched me destroy myself."
"I tried to stop you."
"You could have told me."
Matteo wiped blood from his lip.
"They were watching you."
"Who?"
"Our mother."
Ronaldo stopped.
Matteo continued.
"She has been alive all these years."
"Where?"
"Chicago."
"She's running everything?"
"Not anymore."
Ronaldo frowned.
"Why?"
"Because she made one mistake."
"What?"
"She underestimated Elsa."
Ronaldo looked at him.
"Elsa?"
Matteo nodded.
"Your secretary wasn't just your secretary."
Elsa stepped into the room.
Ronaldo turned.
She looked exhausted.
But steady.
Matteo smiled when he saw her.
"You came back."
"I said I would."
He looked at Ronaldo.
"She's the only reason you're alive."
Ronaldo looked at Elsa.
"What did you do?"
She answered simply.
"I followed the money."
"How?"
"Your company had duplicate books."
Ronaldo frowned.
"My father's books."
"Exactly."
She handed him a folder.
"Your mother moved money for years."
Ronaldo opened it.
The numbers were astonishing.
Thousands of transactions.
Different companies.
Different countries.
All connected.
At the bottom was one signature.
Isabella Falcone.
His mother.
Ronaldo felt sick.
"Why would she do this?"
Lena answered.
"Because she believed the family belonged to her."
"And the money?"
"She believed power was inheritance."
Matteo stepped forward.
"There's one more thing."
Ronaldo looked at him.
"Our mother wants you to take over."
"What?"
"She knows the federal investigation is closing in."
"Then what does she want?"
"Your loyalty."
Ronaldo laughed.
"She won't get it."
Matteo shook his head.
"She already has a contingency."
He handed Ronaldo a photograph.
Elsa.
Leaving the hospital.
Her sister.
Sal.
A map.
The locations of every person Ronaldo cared about.
His face hardened.
"She'll kill them."
"Unless you return to the old network."
Ronaldo looked at Elsa.
"Then that's the plan."
She shook her head.
"No."
"What?"
"You don't give her what she wants."
"Then what?"
"You make her think she has it."
Matteo's eyes narrowed.
"She wants the empire?"
Elsa nodded.
"Give her the illusion."
Ronaldo stared.
"You've been working on this."
"For two years."
"Why?"
Elsa looked at him.
"Because I knew one day you'd need a way out."
His throat tightened.
"Why did you care so much?"
She looked away.
"I don't know."
Ronaldo stepped closer.
"Yes, you do."
Her eyes met his.
The air changed.
Lena quietly left the room.
Matteo followed.
The door closed.
Ronaldo stood inches from Elsa.
"Tell me."
She whispered.
"I love you."
He went completely still.
"Don't say it because I nearly died."
"I didn't."
"Don't say it because I need to hear it."
"I'm saying it because I spent two years pretending I didn't."
He touched her cheek.
"You should have told me."
"I was your secretary."
"You were never just that."
She began to cry.
He pulled her against him.
"No more disappearing."
"No more."
"No more lies."
"No more."
He kissed her.
Softly.
Carefully.
Like something he had wanted for years but had never believed he was allowed to have.
Outside, lightning crossed the lake.
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And somewhere in Chicago, the woman who had controlled the Falcone family for decades prepared to reclaim her empire.
She had no idea that the people she believed she controlled had finally united against her.
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