Ezra POV
"Beg." I demanded. The scared man, tied to the chair, was crying. He was crying so hard he could barely form words. This is embarrassing, and I'm not even the one crying."Pl-please... have mer-" the bullet I shot between his eyes cut him off. I already got the information I needed, I just wanted to toy with him a little. Unfortunately (for him), I got bored.
I reached my hand out, and the henchman handed me my trench coat. I grabbed it, and put it over my exposed arms from my sleeveless turtleneck. I walked out of the rundown warehouse and headed to the black van waiting outside.
"You finally done?" Cleo asked from behind the open van door. I hopped inside beside them, the thud of the closed door gave the driver the signal to go to our next destination.
Cleo had on a short black dress on, with a slit on the right side. It had spaghetti straps, and a necklace with a crystal hanging from their neck. Their tan, shaved legs were crossed. They were my best friend. They've always been there for me, even when the craziest shit happens.
"Don't sound so bored. You were probably just talking to one of your hoes.'' Their laughter filled the car, making me laugh as well. I took out my phone from my back pocket, and went to my father's contact. I pressed the call button and proceeded to lift it to my ear.
"Father?" I said once the line connected.
"What is it Ezra?" he responded, sounding irritated. It took everything in me not to say a smart ass response.
"I got important information from the spy that I found out was following me. He's with th-"
"Tell me the rest at the club. I'm busy right now." I quickly hung up afterward. That old prick.
I scoffed and put the phone back in my back pocket. I fiddled with the end of my locs.
"He's being a bitch again?" Cleo asked, seeing that I was irritated. I slowly nodded, giving her the side eye. That gave her all the information she needed to know.
We pulled up to the club. This club was owned by my father, so many important people go there, or they're just oblivious of what's going on.
I didn't get any blood on me, so I kept my outfit on. I liked how it looked anyway. We walked into the club, knowing we belonged there.
My hair was in a low bun, with a few locs hanging out. My nose piercing shimmered from the flashing lights from the ceiling. Many stares came towards me and Cleo's direction. I turned around as I felt a grip on my arm. There was a drunk girl trying to get my attention. I guess she's one of the oblivious ones.
"Hey sexy, you wanna have a little experiment in the bathroom?" she said, trying to seduce me. I turned towards Cleo, and gave her a look to go without me. She gave me a nod, and went her own way.
I bent down to the girl's ear. She was much shorter than me. I stood about 6'2 while she was about 5'3.
"Appreciate the offer, I really do. Unfortunately I don't experiment. Have a nice night." I came back up from leaning down, and shooed her away.
I walked up the club staircase, and made my way to the private room my dad stayed in. I opened the door to see him with two women (obviously much younger than him) on either side of his hip. He was smoking a cigar , blowing the smoke upwards. He tapped both of the woman's shoulders, and they made their way out of the door.
I sat on the chair opposite of him. I spread my legs, and leaned forward on my knees.
We stared at each other for a couple minutes until I broke the silence. " Now I see why you were so busy. Your old ass hasn't felt the touch of a woman in so long, you just couldn't let the woman go." I smiled mockingly.
"Don't start that smart shit with me. What information did you find out?"
"The Russian mafia sent the man. He was sent to follow me to find any weaknesses, and see our recent actions. I assume there are others. It would be a missed opportunity to only follow me. I think we should have double the guards during the day, and send the Russians a message of our own."
"What message do you have in mind?"
"You'll see."
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