The Mafia Sacrifice

36

Starr Marie

I stand at the conference room door staring at the table in front of me.

He said it was under the table. The table that we sit at for meetings. The table we talk about our issues or our problems. The table where we determine what's the truth and what's issued as a lie. Little did we know, the truth was beneath us the whole time.

I walk towards the table like it was my first ever time. Followed by me climbing underneath it. Tracing my hand around the cracks, I finally came across a hard glasslike figure.

I pull the solid figure down to catch a glimpse of it. It felt like a glassy figure, not something I would call a flash drive. It had a glass end with a rose gold lining. I pull myself from under the table and stand up.

Thoughts of the truth becoming a nightmare frightened me. The 'what if' questions swam through my head. Causing a slight headache.

I calmly, but safely walk back to the room pulling out the laptop Damon have bought me weeks ago.

Nervously, I plugged the flash drive in when the screen later on lit up. It was different from the last flash drive we received. The last one was a video, but this one didn't make a sound.

There was a table of contents on the screen.

1) The Russi's
2) Antonio Russi
3) Starr Marie
4) Damon King
5) Italian American Mafia
6)Brava
7)Omertà

I suspected that this would be full of secrets that people have yet to know were known. But being my curious self, I clicked on the Russi's.

There were thousands of pages linked in this one chapter. It had lots of words that I assumed was going to be about The Russi's life and all the stuff they have done.

I began to get comfortable knowing that this would take longer than a few minutes.

Damon King

"It seems that we have all the resources for an possible attack," Javielle, my weapons organizer informs me.

I nod my head, "Double check. I want no fuck ups."

At a time like this, we can't afford anything getting in the way of our plan. If anything or anyone was to fuck it up, everyone's life would be on the line. And if something like that was to happen, I'd be blamed as an leader.

He nods his head then walks away. I look around the warehouse as everyone works until I get a call. "Boss we have a lead," Chris speaks through the phone.

"What is it?" I ask wanting nothing more than to get valid information that could help us.

"It's a flash drive that has valid information on it. Info that could help us take down Antonio along with Brava."

"Find it," I demand.

"But there's a slight problem with that Boss."

"What is it?"

"It also have things about us that people shouldn't know. If Brava gets ahold of it, we're dead," He says with a slight hint of worry.

I try not to feed off his energy, "Then I suggest you should start looking now." I then hang up the phone before he has a chance to speak.

"I reckoned you want to be in the basement?" I ask an unskilled ass worker as he was now standing before me.

He shakes his head.