More Than A Thief

Chapter 5

I woke up in a small room, my eyes blurred out, still trying to adjust to the light coming out of the small window behind me. The walls were white brick wall. There was blood stains on the wall from previous visits. There were chains around my wrists, and my legs where tied together while I was sitting on a chair. I was still wearing my black pants and black top the only things missing was my guns, knives and jacket. 

It smelled awfull in here, I must have been blacked out for days. What had they given me? I groaned in pain when I felt my stomach hurt, right, I've been shot, but haven't eaten in days. But that couldn't have kept me blacked out for days. The person who drugged me after I was shot probably gave me too much. It wouldn't surprise me if they drugged me with illicit drugs, since their warehouse is stacked with illicit drugs.

I saw the door knob go up and 2 men walked into the room. My vision was blinded by the light that came out of the door. I blinked and the door was shut. 

Both men were dressed in grey suits with matching shoes. The man on the left had blonde straight hair where the other male had peanut colored hair, they looked totally different but what made them look alike was the tattoo on the side of their neck. It was a skull with a hat on, making an angry expression and smoking, meaning the death sentencer.

"You're finally awake" the blonde guy said with his hands in his pocket. "I have to say, I'm impressed..." I said to his face, he looked proud of what I just said. I smirked "It's pretty impressive that you are the so called best mafia in the world, but accidently overdrug your prisoner", his proud smile slowly fade. The brunette boy on the right tried to keep in his laughter.

"Fuck you" his italian accent came to use, he slapped my face, making my head turn to the side, I spat blood out and turned to face him again before I said "you hit like a girl". He punched me a few times in my head, leaving cuts on my chin and eyebrow, before the brunette boy grabbed him and said "Siamo venuti per ispezionarla, non per ucciderla, ordine del don"

(We came to inspect her, not kill her, order from the Don)

The blonde man nodded and walked out of the room. "He doesn't like it, when things don't go his way" the brunette guy said. "I'm Diego, and what's your name?" He asked polite. 

No one knows my name, they only know what I am, and someone - the mafia, knows how I look like because my face got leaked into their data base a few years ago.

"Do you wan't the name I go by when I'm in clubs, stealing, making friends, online shopping, my online fans, fuck people, and the best one... when I'm kidnapped?" I asked with a smile.

"È venuto al caso" he said placing his hand on his gun. "What happened to Siamo venuti per ispezionarla, non per ucciderla, ordine del don? Did you forget about that, Diego?" I asked. "Oh he wouldn't mind" He answered. "Then why don't we ask him, no?" I smirked while his face angered more.

(get to the case)

"Don't play fucking games with me princess, tell me who you are or we will find out and kill your family". He was now pointing his gun at me.

"Hmm, then I will sit back, relax and observe while you try to find my family" I giggeled. He walked over to me, and pointed his gun at me from under my chin. "I will give you 5 seconds, tell me who you are or I'll shoot, it's not my fault if you die, you're just too weak". I gulped, and had a terrifed look on my face. 

"5..." I sighed in defeat, "I- I'm ....", He looked at me confused, "Speak up", he forced me. "I'll feel better if I whisper it, only to you..." I said my eyes wattering. He hesitated, "fine", he came closer to me, his ear beside my mouth. 

"I am....none of your fucking business" I said with a smirk, he was about to shoot when I pulled up my tied legs and kicked him in his dick, he stumbled back and landed right were I wanted him to.

On the cameras, shattering them. I now had about 15 second to get free, before he either attacks me or someone comes in to kill me. 

I stood up and jumped down on my ass, breaking the old wood chair. I broke the tie around my legs by separating them as hard as I could, probably leaving a bruise for a few days. When I was free I walked over to the small prison window and took my hand around the bar and pulled as hard as i could towards myself breaking the chains. 

They really need to upgrade their stuff.

I opened the unlocked door and looked to my sides, I could go both ways but I decided to run to my right. Cells after cells. Finally I saw a non-prison door and opened it.

Unlocked.

I came in to an even bigger hallway. It was really fancy looking. From the roof was hanging a beautiful crystal-chandelier. Under the chandelier was placed a little square white-gold table, with an indoor plant on top. The floor was made of white marble, and looked like it had just been cleaned. There was a few doors in the hallway. All very tall, and white.

After I was done admiring the prettiest hallway I've ever seen, I heard a door, creak behind me so I did what my instincts told me to do, I opened the door on my left and went inside the room. It was a conference room. 

To my luck there were no one in here. I locked the door and looked around. Wow, the walls were made of some black tiles, and the floor was covered of some black and grey colored carpet. In the middle of the room was placed a long table, with space for about 16 people, and one at the end of the table, and on the sides were white, leather chairs.

I heard the door knob slowly turning. So I ran for my life, and hid under the table and I was laid flat on my stomach.

Shit

Alot of people had just entered the room and sat down. They all interacted with each other, before one person entered the room. D'Luca. Everyone went quiet.

"Gentlemen" he stated. The only thing I could see were their feet and legs. They were all wearing different kinds of suits, but all in a dark shade, and their shoes matching.

"As we all know, we have the greatest thief in the world captivated". They all started to cheer, like I was some fucking price. 

He continued "We still don't have alot of information about her, that's why I send my underboss and consigliere to get the information we need about her out of her".

If that was his underboss he really needed to get a new one.

He continued talking, but stopped when someone whispered something. "Damian, are you interrupting me?", D'luca asked the guy who whispered something to someone. "I- No Don" he answered. 

"Are you lying to me?" he asked and walked closer to him. "No, I- I didn't mean to-". He was shot before he could get to finish his sentence. "If anybody else want's to interrupt me, do it now, before I also shoot you". No one said a word and he continued presentating about me, before he once again was interrupted by someone entering the room.

The door flew open and D'Luca grabbed his gun and pointed it at the door. "What in the name of my father do you want?", he asked someone also wearing a suit. 

"I'm very  sorry for interrupting Don but, she's gone".