Mafia's Missing Murderer.

15. You are under arrest for murder

Unknown Point of View:

Since the first day I laid my eyes on her, I knew I needed her in my life. I wanted her to be mine and only mine. My idiot brother has been scolding me for years for having such selfish thoughts. He is even more idiotic than I thought if he thinks I forgot about the love of my life.

I wanted coffee, so I was walking to my favorite cafe. It was also a perfect opportunity to clear my head. Mornings were always calm and relaxing. They were usually like that.

However, today was not one of those days. I watched a man running down the street. Strange. Then I saw her... chasing him. That made my blood boil, I should be the only person she chases after like that.

I quickly followed them, not wanting to lose sight of my love. I kept my distance, I didn't want to spook her. My thoughts were arguing with themselves as I watched her go down an alley.

I could take her right now, and have her all to myself forever. Or I could watch what she plans to do to the person she was chasing. If that man dared lay a finger on her, I would make him wish he was never born.

He didn't lay a finger on my lady. I stood surprised as I watched her stab him in the throat with a broken broom handle. After watching that scene, I was certain that it wasn't a good idea to take her right then. She is more feisty than I ever thought. I needed a well thought out plan.

I kept watching as she took a lot of cash from the man. Before she could turn around and see me, I went back onto the now semi populated street. I didn't want her to see me and get suspicious.

I kept my eyes glued onto her as she went back up the street. I followed closely, not wanting to lose her. Once she was inside a shop, I decided to leave her for the time being. My heart was aching as I walked away from her.

I absently wandered back to the alley. The closer I got, the more I noticed the large amount of cops that had arrived. As I peered down the alley, I didn't see the body anywhere. An officer stopped me.

"Did you need something", I grumbled, very annoyed that he had the nerve to stop me. I was not in the mood to deal with any of these bastards.

"Sorry to bother you sir", He started," We were wondering if you happened to know what happened in this alley."

"Not a clue", I stated and took a few steps forward.

He got in front of me, stopping me once again, "Where were you about twenty or so minutes ago?"

I sighed before snapping," I dont fucking know, down the street or something."

He scribbled something on his paper, "I think you need to come down to the station with me."

"The fuck I am", I scoffed.

"It is best-"

I interrupted," If you don't have a valid reason or a warrant I am not going anywhere with you."

"Either you come down with me willingly or I am going to file a report that you are threatening an officer. You are practically in my face an all", he smirked," Besides, based on your history Mr. Saloman, there is a high possibility that you will be a suspect."

"Whatever", I muttered, having no other choice.

The officer took me to his squad car. Once I was in the back seat, he locked the doors. I was then taken to the local police station. When I was inside, I was taken to the back and was left alone in a room.

An officer came into the room, "I need to get some fingerprints."

I nodded and she then took my fingerprints. When I was alone again, I took my cell from my back pocket and dialed his number.

"Hello", he asked with a yawn.

"Alexander, Call the lawyer. I'm at the station on Cross Avenue."

"What?"

"No questions asked, just fucking do it."

When I heard the door being opened again, I quickly hung up my cell and stuffed it back into my pocket. Both of the previous officers entered the room. One had some cuffs in their hands while the other had a few papers. The officer with the papers placed them on the metal table in front of me.

"What's that?", I questioned. I needed to buy some time for the lawyer to get here.

"Look at the paper and tell me what you see", The officer instructed.

I rolled my eyes before looking at the paper. "It looks like fingerprints", I shrugged.

"Now look at the other paper."

I sighed before looking at the other. It was just more finger prints, "You wanted to show me how much paper you fuckers waste by putting the same person's finger prints on more than one piece?"

"No Mr. Salomon. The first page are your fingerprints that we took when we brought you in today", the officer explained," The other page are fingerprints we found on the wall at the scene of a brutal murder that took place earlier today."

"I didn't kill anyone", I stated.

"We will see about that", the officer announced proudly," Nicolas Salomon, You are being arrested, being suspected of murder."

The other officer went behind me, slapping the cuffs onto my wrists... very tightly onto my wrists