The mafia hunt.

27|Lucifer

Grayson

Phase 1- Distraction

27|Lucifer

I hiss as I wrap the bandage around my torso. I got injured while Nikko was being taken by the scorpions. Of course, they didn't actually take him, he simply let them. But we couldn't let them know that, we had to let them think he was taken.

We had a plan.

Phase one of that plan was to distract. While the scorpios had Nikko, I could go to Nova. This would be the final and last visit I made to her before I went fully off the grid. I had a plain ticket booked for Miami where I would make a new life as a whole new person.

I would no longer be Grayson Blackwell. Instead, Marcus white. Marcus had a steady job and was a normal guy. No one would suspect me and that's what I needed, I needed to be someone who could blend in the crowed.

I let out a sigh, staring at the new passport and identity. How did it all come to this? The death of my father was meant to bring me peace. Ending this cycle of abuse and getting away from his hell. Even from the grave he brought me into my own hell.

I slip my T-shirt back on and placing a baseball hat over my head, hiding my dark hair that has began to over grow. I slide on the sunglasses, shielding my green eyes away from any other eyes that could recognise me. Making sure the gun sat in my waist and and the other at my ankle, I head out of the hideout.

I'm never coming back.

I take a last look at it, shaking my head unbelievably. How the hell did we live in this shit for eight whole months? I turn around and slip into the car, the headlights lighting up the shadows. I drive slowly, normally, trying to not attract any attention.

I feel like I'm on auto drive, my mind so distracted by the thought of it being the last time I ever see her. In some way, I feel like I failed. That I haven't found this guy in enough time and because of that, I'm being punished. No longer being able to watch from the shadows.

I pushed it last time and I messed everything up. I went too close and exposed myself. If she knows I'm alive, they already know also. However, before I leave I have a few tabs to clean up.

Starting with that guy me and Nikko got a hit on. In my haze of thoughts, the drive turned short and I pulled up to the seemingly homely house. I step out of the car, warm light coming from the loving room window, a women and two kids sitting watching tv. One of them looks to be fourteen maybe fifteen, the other much younger maybe five or four. The women looks down at the girl, brushing her hair out of her face then looking towards the door.

There he is.

I make my way up to the door, knocking on it lightly but firmly. It doesn't take long for someone to answer, the teenage boy opening the door and stepping back when he sizes me up.

"Who are you?" He ask.

I stare at him blankly, my eyes looking behind him as the man I've been looking for enters the hallway, placing his hands on his shoulders. "It's okay, son. You go back to watching tv." He doesn't look away from my eyes and I smirk.

"Dad?"

"Go." The kid looks between us then runs back.