Leaders and Lavender

Chapter Seven

Atticus' POV

I received notice that the girl was to arrive shortly, this woman had in such a short amount of time became a massive problem for me but once I know who she works for, who is trying to get under my skin I can eliminate her. In no world could a random person infiltrate my home, when we have a plethora of security armed at all times. It wouldn't be bold to assume she worked for Othello especially with the coincidence that I had one of his men held hostage here.

A knock on the door of my lounge signalises she is here.

"Accedere!" (Come in), I call out and watch as Diego and Elora escort a small woman into my lounge with a black velvet bag over head. In one swift move Elora pushes her to the floor and a pathetic whine comes out of her mouth. The bag is removed to reveal a petit woman with long brunette hair tied into a ponytail. It was now dishevelled slightly, and her pleated skirt was wrinkled. Peculiar, not many mafia members would wear thigh highs and a barbie jumper. Must be some good girl façade.

She examined the room and the people within it, her eyes lingered on Vierra.

"Who do you work for?" I want to get straight the point instead of delaying her death.

With tears in her eyes and a stutter to her speech she finally responds, "Frida's I'm a florist".

Leaning forward, I place my elbows onto my knees and look at her curious to what game she is trying to play with me. "Do I look stupid little girl? What gang?" My voice louder than before causing the girl to become startled.

"I... don't know what you mean" she whines which gets the attention of Vierra who is stood behind my sofa.

"Atticus I tried to tell you, I went to her for flowers, I invited her to stay. She has done nothing wrong" Damn it Vierra, she shouldn't even be in this room. Even if that is true this woman has still seen us kill someone and I can not let her roam the streets with the ability to tell anyone what she witnessed.

"Vierra can you please just shut up for one second! Anyway, we know what you saw and that means you need to be removed. Uccidila" (Kill her).

With my order Elora pulled out her gun and cocking it, however simultaneously Vierra and the girl scream even leaping to their feet. The girl in particular looking a wreck, with flushed cheeks and tears streaming down her face.

" Please I will be silent, I won't say anything. I will do anything just please don't kill me. I beg you". The cries I had heard a million times before but something about hers made me question my decisions, Elora held the gun tightly in her hand pointed towards the girl wating for me to respond.

"Atticus please she won't say anything" Vierra crouched down by my side begging me, confusion riddles me as to why my sister wants to protect the girl so intensely after only knowing her a short time. This will probably make her anxiety worse she needs to go.

"Vierra Leave, I need to deal with this".

She grabs my suit jacket and sobs aggressively into the materials " No please listen to me, I don't ask for anything but please don't kill her this is my fault and I won't' have her blood on my hands".

I'm baffled by her explosion of emotions and passionate protection of this woman, if killing her will effect Vierra I can't be the reason. I quickly glance at the girl, she was unusually small for a grown woman, as if she wasn't eating much and her clothes looked like she had owned them for an exceptionally long time. With my signal Elora puts her gun down and I lean back into the plush couch.

"What is your name?"

"Bellamy, Bellamy Orman"

"Bellamy you will be Vierra's friend as she has been dying to have one, you will also be our private florist. You must leave your other job and come work here. You will live within our home and swear an oath to us. If you escape you will be killed, if you tell someone about us you will be killed, if you even try to do anything to harm me, my sister or workers you will be killed. Do you understand me?"