ACT I - CHAPTER 21

RECALL FROM PARIS

Monday March 12, 2018

Tour D’Cygne Fencing Club

Paris France

“Someday I’m going to beat you,” Lenel said to Franco as they left the Fencing Club. They walked toward their usual meeting point to perform the ritual with the other initiates.

“It will be difficult, considering the Russian teachers I had in my early days,” Gambino replied.

Lenel planned to gain allies within The Family and carry out a coup d’état to purge and reform it. He chose his youngest and most loyal followers and conspired in secret.

“Are you going to the final in Moscow?” Lenel asked.

“No. I’ll watch it on television from the house I built in New Zealand. I hope it will be ready by then. And you?”

“As Boss of Paris, it will be an honor to replace a mentor like you,” Lenel said, the cynicism in his loyalty clear.

Franco loved Lenel and wished he could warn him not to go. Once like a son, now Lenel deserved to die if he betrayed him. Franco knew Lenel lacked the code Peter Bolt, the hacker, had discovered. He had ensured that option did not exist. He remembered what had happened.

Franco told Lenel to hire a hitman to kill Bolt three hours before Ronald’s funeral, at a precise moment, timed to an astrological chart. Lenel had to give the hitman Bolt’s name and photo, and follow Franco’s orders on what to do and use: weapon, silencer, and bullets, all for astrological reasons. Franco said that if Lenel obeyed and the mission succeeded, he would become head of The Family worldwide.

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Lenel had to wait in a public place Franco instructions said, three hundred meters from Casa Milà, to receive a message from the hitman. Then he had to go to Bolt’s apartment, find a yellow pendrive, and give it to Franco at Ronald’s funeral. He could not copy or read it. Lenel followed the orders precisely, seeing them as his chance to seize global power in The Family. He could not betray Franco because he knew they were watching.

Lenel never knew that on the day of Ronald’s funeral, Franco, a little earlier, went alone to Casa Milà. He waited for the hitman Lenel had hired, knowing him at a glance: Piero Santini. Disguised as an electrician in jockey and calypso overalls, Franco pointed a silenced pistol at him, led him to Bolt’s apartment, and shot both men in the head. They fell lifeless. Wearing gloves, Franco placed the hitman’s gun in Bolt’s hands to mark his fingerprints.

He collected all pendrives and memory devices from Bolt’s computers. Then, with careful precision, he kicked the bodies, destroyed furniture, and arranged valuables to fabricate a robbery gone wrong. Finally, he placed a yellow pendrive between the corpses, easy for Lenel to see. Checking the scene one last time, he thought, Important things you always do with your own hands. He had learned it from his father, he from his grandfather, and ancestors.

Using the hitman’s phone, Franco texted Lenel: “Mission accomplished, now you can come.” Lenel arrived, saw an electrician leaving in calypso overalls, and did not recognize Franco. He found the apartment door ajar, entered carefully, avoiding blood puddles, retrieved the yellow pendrive that Franco putted in the floor, wiped the fingerprints, and left.

He headed to the funeral. The pendrive was his passport to power. He imagined becoming head of The Family worldwide.

Franco, still in disguise with overalls and a jockey, walked three blocks to a café, changed clothes in the bathroom, and called his driver-bodyguard. He left unnoticed, took the limo, and changed into formal attire for the cemetery. In the limo’s safe, he stored the Bolt pendrive and devices. A cell-phone alert would detonate a bomb if anyone tried to open it.

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At the funeral, Lenel gave Franco the yellow pendrive. Both smiled triumphantly, unaware of each other’s intentions. Franco had set a trap. Lenel had copied the pendrive.

At dawn, Franco emptied the limo’s safe, drove to an abandoned factory, and burned everything except Bolt’s pendrives and memory devices, which he stored in his mansion’s vault.

“Who do you think will win the World Cup?” Franco asked, his mind elsewhere.

“Same teams as always,” Lenel said.

“Brazil, Germany, Spain, Argentina, any of them,” Franco said.

“Yes, but you never know,” Lenel smiled, thinking Franco unaware of the purge he planned.

“True. You never know,” Franco said, flashing a cynical smile. He felt sorry for Lenel.

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One Exceptional Mind, by Charles Kocian. Copyright 2025. All rights reserved.

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