Mafia Princess

chapter 26

Am in my bedroom arranging my closet after the meeting with the guy from the cabin. I usually like doing my staff myself like cleaning my room and tiding my closet. I don't like someone else doing it for me despite nanny trying to have the maids do it.

Barry left with Sean, according to nanny. From the way they have been everywhere together, something tells me something is going on.

Ella left saying she had a meeting with someone and that she'll check on me later.
I get into the shower after getting done with what I was doing and I stand under the cascading warm water as I let my mind wander.

Today has been hectic as always, I just don't understand why someone would take dad's body from the morgue.

Am guessing whoever took it is the person who killed him, or is working with the killer. I really news to find justice for him. He might not have been a nice guy but he didn't deserve to be killed.

I can't even begin to think of the guy who is cutely blackmailing me to commit a crime at the precinct. Am only going to do that because I can't stand burying my brother and father consecutively.

I'll definitely go nuts.

I turn off the water and I walk into my bed room to find something light to wear. It's winter and there is a lot of rain. So cold outside but the heater in the house is making me feel like am in a different continent.

I ignore my phone that has been ringing since I walked out of the bathroom, am in no mood to speak. A part of me tells me it might be something about Jim or dad's body and I turn to pick it from the table.

It's Bred.

Everything Jenna said to me at the ball makes me want to pick the phone and yell at the top of my lungs but I decide against it. I need to save my energy for what is happening not to urgue with some stupid son of a bitch who apparently has been cheating on me this whole time.

I put in a pair of blue booty shorts and a white T-shirt that I stole from Jim's closet when we were sixteen. He's definitely never getting it back.

The shirt is way long and covers the shorts. I pull up some black happy socks and I tie my hair in a high messy bun.

Something crosses my mind and I walk to my bed picking my phone and I walk out. I need to get into dad's room, I know it has been sealed since it's a crime scene under investigation but I need to check if I can find anything to help me know where to start.

I walk down the Hall and I push dad's bedroom door open. I duck to go under the sealing tape and I shut the door behind me.
The room feels so cold and goosebumps rise in my skin making me rub my arm up and down to create warmth.

I glance at the window when the wind wheezes in causing the curtains to tousle around. I walk to it and I pull it down closing it.

The smell of blood is making me nauseous and I try not to puke. Nothing has changed since the incident. His blood is all over the wall and the floor, his sheets have a few pecks of blood too and all the memories from that night comes flooding back.
I quickly close my eyes pushing the memories back and I walk to his closet. A few of his things has been taken as the evidence.

I don't know what is going on in my head right now, if it's rage for whoever did this or disappointment on myself for not being able to do anything to save him.

My phone rings and I glance at it before unceremoniously taping on the receiver icon.

Any news on the body?
Me.

Yes, and no.. We were able to log into his email account and you need to see the emails he received the past few hours before his death.
Inspector.

And the call logs?
Me.

We can't trace the numbers to whoever they are registered under, the people we're dealing with are quite good at what they do. But we are still trying to crack the encryption.
Inspector.

Okay i'll be down at the station in ten.
Me.

And I hung up walking out of my dad's room.

I don't think I'll be able to come back here again. There are a lot of sad and happy memories and my head hurt from the sad one. They're so disturbing.

At the precinct I walk in and I head straight to the inspector's office. He is focused in his computer and I clear my throat to get his attention.

“ooh, you're here.” he says looking up at me “look at this” he says turning the computer at an angle that I'll be able to see. “do you by any chance recognize any of these accounts?”

I glance at them, they are almost seven and I can't place any of them. “no. Can I read the messages?”

“Yeah sure.”

Mr falcon, this is our last warning, you have until Sunday to make sure my boy gets the medication he deserves or I go after your kids one by one.
         ~Puppy215

The email reads.

I scroll further down and I read another email.

Staying hidden in your home like a coward won't stop me from blowing your home up. Give me my money.
         ~Warden t

The emails are so disturbing and am beginning to feel like my dad was an animal. Why would he have all these enemies. What did he do?

Unfortunately he it's going to be difficult finding answers from him.
“why don't you find them Inspector, one of them obviously killed him.”

“we don't have the facilities to find them, we'll have our friends at the FBI help”

“okay, keep me in the loop.” I say standing up. “and Barry? ”

“he said something about finding your brother and that I should call you.”  he answers getting back on his seat.

Nodding I get out of his office feeling so sad about everything, how can the government not provide the precinct with the facilities they need. It would have been easier finding the culprits.

I glance at the cpu by a lady typing on a computer and I remember about the drive I needed to place on one of them.

I walk to her and she widely smiles at me, “hey ma'am, need something? ”

“yeah, water.” I answer hoping that she goes for it and not send someone.

“okay just sit here, I'll get it for you.” she says standing and going for it.

I wait until she has disappeared into the other room and I get the drive from my purse. “for Jim.” I whisper to myself and I plug in the drive.

My heart is literally racing when the red light doesn't turn green. My hands are sweating. What am I doing? What am I getting myself into? The questions keep flowing in my head as am glancing over my shoulder hoping that she doesn't show up before it's done.

There is nothing on the screen showing what is happening with the drive. I don't even know what the drive is doing.

“Here you go ma'am.” she startles me from behind and I stand hiding the drive. My adrenaline is pumping like crazy and I feel heat rise in my body.

“thanks.” it comes as a whisper. Am so scared. I take the glass glancing at the drive and I heave a sigh of relief when it turns green and I quickly plug it out before she realizes there is an external device.

Gulping the water down I place the glass on her table and I smile at her, “thanks again. ” I honestly needed the water. My throat was drying up from the nervousness.

I quickly walk out of the precinct and I flag down a cab.

Am willing to do anything for my family and I'd do it again. They have been my heros for so long, it's my turn to show up for them.

The driver steps on the gas as soon as I tell him my adress and I relax knowing that am going to have Jim back.