Elite

8

The next morning I woke up with a loud groan. Why is my head hurting like shit. I didn't even get drunk last night. Not even close to tipsy.  I roll my eyes and get out of my bed, getting ready. I chose to wear my black washed jeans with a black turtle neck. The weather is getting colder as November started five days ago. Making my way downstairs, I hear my dad on the phone, yelling to the person on the other end. Curiousity takes the upper hand in me as my dad isn't the person that gets fed up easily.

'What do you mean 'they met'? What is he doing here? They aren't supposed to meet! It was all part of the deal. You with him and I with her! Thats it.' He yells. It is a moment silent before he speaks again. 'Don't you dare to tell me what to do. You know shit about her or about the bussiness. You and that piece of shit take it over and we stay safe.' another silence fills the room. 'No she doesn't know. She doesn't know we still have contact. For all she knows is that we got out and that she doesn't have to take over. She thinks I sold it all to another coorporation... Okay I have to get going now. Bye.' He hangs up and turns around, looking me straight in the eye.

'Oh hey sweetie, Are you already up?' he tries to play ot of casualy, but that ain't working with me.

'What is going on dad?' I ask with a serious tone. I see the frown forming between his eyebrows, knowing he is making up a lie. 'And please don't dare to come with any stupid lies. If I must, I will remember you who was stronger in the bussiness. Clearly still is since you clearly didn't sell it like you told me.' I add.

He sighs, running his hand frustraded trough his hair.

'Your mom sweetie. I heard you met Jean the other day.' I look at him confused. 'It isn't an accident. He looked for you. He got involved with that band the moment he heard you were attending your new school. They lead our bussiness in France and other countries in Europe. He is the heir, but his possition here isn't strong enough. Our troups trust you. Not that idiotic boy. That's why I pulled you back. To protect you from your brother. After Andreas his accident...'

'Don't talk about him. You lied to me about everything. About my mother and JD and about selling the bussiness.' I say coldly.

'If JD is out for my spot, I won't give it to him without a fight. I'll take back my place as commander and heiress. He can suck it up.' I state.

'What about Andreas and Candice? Can you handle it?'

'Candice was a sneaky little bitch. She will wish she never threw herself at him when he suffered from his concussion.  I'll see about Andreas when I meet him again. He will remember by now, but it will all be the past. By now he is probably the capo of the Italian maffia. I will go to New York at the end of the week. I want Candice there. Locked up for betrayel 4 years ago. Get the camera footage from that day and that exact minute. She will go to hell.'

'Very well. It will be done by friday. Won't Andreas be mad for killing his girltoy?'

'Probably. Arrange also a meeting with him. I think it's time to have a chat. And-' I scribble down the names on a piece of paper, 'Get Gary to look into the elite-5. These are their names. Every piece of information is important. JD is in contact with one of them.'

I take my backpack and get out of the room without another word and head to school.

The Elite-5 are confusing me. This is all too much of a coincidence. I never wanted to take my position back. But if I'm honest, I miss it. I miss my men and I miss Andreas. I knew getting involved with the heir of another maffia was wrong. But things just clicked. We started working together. Everyone thought our relation was work related. We were both 16 years old, but that is the hard truth behind the bussiness. It doensn't matter how old you are. We worked together on the Russians who stole money from the both of us. The raid went wrong and he ended up in the hospital. He got into a coma for 4 months and had a concussion when he woke up. Candice was one of the soldiers who had always fancied Dre. When he woke up she throwed herself on him. Right after, we moved away and I heard later on that he got his memorie back. But I was already gone.

'What are you thinking about?' Ethan asks. I didn't even notice I ended up in school.

'Nothing.' I grumble, getting a laugh from Dean in return. 'Someone is grumpy.'

'Marco. Where did you meet JD?' I suddenly ask.

'Well, we were busking on the street and he joined us. We busk thre every saturday and he happened to pass by. Things grew from there. Why?' He explains.

'Just asking.'