GUNSHOT ➪ Zayn

Seventyth

Uncovering Secrets: Alyssa's Mother's Diary

Alyssa had been unable to speak for ten minutes. "Okay," was the only thing that came out of her mouth. "Tell Selena and Zayn Malik that their parents are alive."

"How am I fucking supposed to announce that to them?" Alyssa asked.

"Show them your mother's journal."

"Where is it?" she questioned.

"Ask Mike."

"Mike Parson?"

"Yeah," Aureliano confirmed.

"That son of a bitch," she laughed.

Alyssa left the place and grabbed her phone. "Johnson?" Spoon said.

"Send me whatever you want, but I need to be in Vegas in less than two hours," she said.

"What the heck? You can't fucking leave the mission."

"Dan, did I ever do you wrong?"

"You never did."

"Then you gotta trust me. Please."

"I'll send you the location of the secret train tunnel."

"Code?"

"Your eye prints."

"Thank you so much."

A few seconds later, her phone buzzed, and she had the address. She turned around to ask Aureliano for his car keys.

"Hey, bambina!" he called her. "You're gonna need that." He threw the keys in her direction, and finally, she left.

During her ride in the direction of the secret train station, she sent a message to Selena: "I'll be back in five hours. Gotta do something."

"You've been gone for three hours already."

Alyssa ignored the message and got out of her cousin's car. She walked through the secret location, lifted a trap door, and entered a dark underground gallery. She walked ten meters before reaching a dead end. A beam of red light came out and scanned the young woman's blue eyes. "Access allowed." The dead end became free, and she entered a kind of subway. She followed Mr. Spoon's instructions, entered a glass booth, and typed the location on the touch screen to her right. She put a headset on her ears, and the train started. The speed was so fast that she was propelled back into her seat. Two hours later, she arrived under the Club Deluxe.

She got out of the capsule and found her way inside the club. Her legs led her straight to the office, where, surprisingly, Mike was waiting for Danilo.

"You fucking cunt," she uttered.

She grabbed his shirt and brought him so close to her that he could hear her heartbeat. There were only them. Alyssa and Mike.

"You've seen me cry myself to sleep for years, and you never fucking told me that you knew it all," Alyssa started.

"What the heck, Alyssa?" he asked, confused. "Wait, how? Weren't you supposed to be gone for some mission?"

"Shut the heck up. Give me what belongs to me before I cut you out."

"What... what fucking belongs to you?"

"My..."

      The young blondie has been interrupted by Mr. Spoon entering the room.

Alyssa turned around, her eyes blazing with anger..

"What the hell is going on here?" Danilo demanded, walking towards them.

Alyssa turned to face him, her fists clenched at her sides. "Don't you dare act like you don't know," she spat. "I found out about the diary, Danilo. I know you've been lying to me all this time."