Edges of tomorrow

5.No one is coming

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"Don't wait for anyone to save you. That's how you kill yourself.

Elizabeth Decker,

He wasn't the boss either. Someone bought me. That's a fact. But who? And how do I put them behind bars?

I sat opposite a dangerous mafia man that the FBI has also been chasing. Marcus wasn't the second in charge. I had that wrong, I'm not important enough to get the second in charge down here.

"You cause a lot of trouble for my men. Especially little Nico, now he wants out." He said puffing out smoke in my face. Uh gag. I drummed my fingers against the arm rest. My legs crossed as I looked at the ruined manicure on my left hand.

"Now you don't want to talk? My men said you have lots to say so speak." He chuckled pouring himself a glass of scotch. 

"They aren't your men." I just simply stated smiling as if this was the most boring conversation in the world. But honestly I knew every inch of this room. I had it engraved in my head. I knew that the tattoo on his neck meant he belonged to Alessio's mafia.

"Si your right. They aren't my men. There is lots of fighting over the throne. My boss Alessio que descanse en el infierno, he recently passed and he didn't name anyone successor so now there is lots of fight over who should be leader." (May he rest in hell.) 

He could be lying to me. They could all be covering his death and he could still be alive. The small selfish part of me hoped. Because if he was alive that means the game can continue. I could chase him again. He could continue to leave me complex clues that no one else would figure out.

"And you?" I asked suddenly wondering why he isn't fighting for the throne like everyone else.

"What about me?" He asked playing coy.

"Why aren't you fighting like the rest of them?" I asked. He cracked his damaged knuckles but I kept my eyes on his.

"It is not my throne. He was my boss. It would be downright disrespect to even try to take the throne. The stupid fools have forgotten that it only belongs to the Hernadez family. They control this mafia. And to say someone else does. Is betraying everything you stand for." He said downing his drink as he took another puff from his cigarette.

"Who bought me?" I asked. Grabbing another glass from the gold tray, as I poured the liquor in my crystal glass.

"Mr Ace Hernandez well actually the next leader of the Hernandez mafia which is Ace. With all this commotion over the death of Alessio. The advisors say that to change his image. He will need a woman to stabilise this mafia. To show that Mr Hernandez can lead this mafia."

I laughed. A genuine laugh. I knew Ace. I knew everything about him. His a year older then me. Being twenty-two. He was the playboy of New York city. Kinda surprised he tested negative on the STD test though. They want that kid to lead this mafia. Oh he will lead it alright. He will lead it straight to the ground.

"But first we must get you to his standards." I scoffed. Ace has standards? 

"No. I don't like my guys desperate." I simply said chugging down the liquor. While big boy over here choked on his.

"Do not make this difficult for yourself Beth. Try to embrace this. It will be much easier." He simply said.

"No, and you can tell fucking Ace that I'm not some object you can buy and make pretty." I said. Ace was the only boy in the family after Alessio should something happen to him. They had also a sister but she drowned when she was younger. The throne would be given to Alessio's cousin. Emil. Who was even a bigger monster then Alessio was.

"Okay I will tell him. But if you want to run. You are going to need this." He took his gun out of his coat jacket holster and slide it across the table. I cocked my head to the side looking to see what game he was playing. He looked at me waiting.

"I don't have another one." He said showing me the other side of his jacket. He opened the table desk and slide over another clip. It felt like minutes had gone by. I haven't decided if this was a trap yet or not. But it was only seconds. 

"So what is it going to be Beth? You should take your freedom really. He slid me car keys. You have one minute before the gate closes." I quickly took the gun cocking it and aiming it at him. He smirked as I grabbed the second clip. 

His office was at the top of the staircase. If I make it down the front door should just be right there. You can do this. I told myself. Get yourself out of here before Ace decides to share his herpes.

"What's your name?"

"Salvador."

I walked back slowly putting my hand behind me as I opened the door. My gun was still aimed at him, I quickly turned around running down the stairs so fast I tripped on the last step. I clicked the safety of the gun as I opened the door. There was no one outside but just the car like he promised.

There was no one guarding the mansion. There was not a single person in sight. The gate was open. Honestly Salvador could have just felt bad that I was kidnapped, sold and bought. Maybe he had more respect for woman then I thought. Or maybe because there was no big boss to answer to right now.

I unlocked the car and turned the engine one, the low purr was soothing. I shifted it into gear as I pressed down the gas I could see the gate was closing. I don't think I was going to make it as I shifted gears.

The metal gate scraped itself into the car as I barely just made it out. But I was free! Oh lord! I was free no fucking Ace. No fucking Mafia. When I get to headquarters Imma take a long long vacation. And even Salvador said Alessio is dead.

"YES! YES!" I cheered. I felt my soul leave my body as I heard the sound of a gun clocking. 

"You failed. Truly and spectacularly you failed. Now turn this car back around." I felt tears brim in my eyes. They killed my hope. Its been a week someone should have come busting down the door open.

The FBI should have found me by now.

I couldn't save myself. And they cant either. 

I will escape again. I wont be Ace's play toy. I will not succumb to this mafia. I promised myself.