Giovanni's POV
I have a knife in my hand and leaned back on the desk. Alessia came in with him. When his eyes meet mine, his face immediately drops and I remember why I love my job."Hey Darren. How have you been? Have a seat right here." I smiled patting down the seat in front of me.
He looked at me almost petrified. He was practically shaking while he sat down. I am way too happy right now.
"How have you been Darren? I mean give me your most honest answer. Before you came in here and I bet your night was going alright." I said smiling widely.
He looked behind me. I followed his gaze to Alessia. I hummed.
"Darren. Buddy. Don't look at her. Why are you looking at her? Look at me. She's not going to help you. No one can save you from the inevitable fate you have brought upon yourself. But, I want to make this quick and.."
"Listen man. I was just having an okay night. I just want to go home tonight." Darren said in a frightened tone.
"If your done cutting me off Darren, I was going to say I'm going to make this quick and easy for you. Just tell me where my money is and tell me where is the rest of the product." I advised.
"I don't have it." He cried.
"None of it?" I interrogated.
He shook his head. "It was taken from me."
"And who would take my money?" I asked again.
He looked down from my gaze.
"Darren. You know something." I said kneeling down in front of him.
I fixed his face so that he stared me in the eyes.
"Darrennn your making this harder then it has to be." I whined
Silence.
"Okay."
I forcefully jabbed my knife in his torso before taking it out.
"No, that doesn't seem quite right. In you go." I said referring to the knife.
He grunts in pain as he spits out blood.
"Come on Darren. Just tell me who and this will all be over. You'll leave here in peace." I persuaded.
"It was.." he whispered.
"I'm sorry Darren, who?"
"Enzo. It was Enzo." He said louder.
"There you go Darren. That wasn't so hard was it?" I asked.
He looked at me with a glare.
I have no idea why he's looking at me like that. If anything I did him a huge favor. I could have slit him open and he could have bled out. He should be grateful; well not entirety. I'm going to kill him.
"Darren. Your a good man. You just weren't good enough."
I took a gun from the desk behind me and shot him.
"What the hell?" Alessia yelled.
Funny. I forgot she was there.
"Jordan get this cleaned up." I said to one if the other guys in the room.
Everyone walked out the room except Alessia.
I took the cloth Hunter gave me and started cleaning myself up a bit.
"You just killed him." She stated.
"I know. I pulled the trigger." I said in a duh tone.
"So that's it?"
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THE BOSSES THAT RULE ITALY
FantasyShe was an assassin and he was an Italian mafia leader; In this lifestyle for different reasons. It's her job to take him and his crew down but without getting in on the inside she can't do anything. When her views of the life change, will she help...