CHAPTER 22

*NOT NEW* Tartarus American Mafia U.S.A The royal blue falcon shining like liquid silver was imparched as an insignia on a letter delivered to the Tartarus- headquarters of American mafia. In this age of technology and advancement it was an element of surprise for them, that who was so old-school and laid back to give a piece of paper which could definitely be traced back. Either the person was brave or a definite fool to do that. After testifying it through more than twenty security posts, finally it was in the hands of the American Mafia Commander- Julian Romanov. Twirling the letter in his hands his eyes landed on the seal- the falcon and his posture became rigid. Turning towards his right-a gigantic tech screen was covering the entire wall. Opening the letter, he could make out four words written on a fully blank paper otherwise making his stone cold heart to beat erratically. 'THE FEAST HAS BEGUN.' He set his office screen to connect to the various subquarters of his ar