Mafia's Missing Murderer.

37. How did I not realize until now.

Luciana Point of View:

As I exited Barry's house, Alexander's face was calm. He was aimlessly scrolling on his phone.

"We can go now", I announced as I walked towards the subway station.

Alexander asked," Did you get all the information you needed?"

I chuckled and smirked," Everything I was after and something to barter with."

I took out Barry's phone from my pocket. It had addresses that I needed to find more information brokers like himself.

"Where are we going now?", Alexander asked as he nosily peered over my shoulder at the phone, "I thought you got everything we needed?"

I sighed, "He told me everything he knew about your sister. But he also told me where to find people who will know more than he did."

Alexander nodded. We didn't speak anymore until we reached the subway. I made sure we had gotten a fairly empty car.

"How close are you to her?", I asked.

"Not close", He shrugged. "She's my half sister, mom had her a few years after she had me and Al-Nicholas."

"So I can assume you won't get in my way when the moment arrives?", I inquired.

He paused, "I don't think I will but I don't think I can watch another one of my siblings get murdered so brutally."

It didn't take us very long to arrive at our stop. Luckily, the station was only a block away from the underground fight club at an abandoned building. Once we were at the front door, a bouncer was blocking the entrance.

"Name?", He demanded with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Lucifer", I snapped. I was not in the mood to deal with people who were going to be in my way.

He scoffed, "Yeah right. There's no way a small girl like you is Lucifer. Get your ass back to your parents."

"For the record... Mike", I smirked once I saw his face pale," Lucifer's identity is only known by a few individuals. I suggest you open that door for me and my friend, before things turn ugly."

"Yes", He opened the door, "Sorry for the inconvenience."

Before we could get close to the large groups of people, Alexander whispered," How'd you know his name?"

I shrugged," No clue. Mike is a common name, I just took a guess."

"What if that wasn't his name?", He asked.

I chuckled," I would have killed him and you would have stayed outside as a decoy bouncer until I was finished."

Our conversation was rudely interrupted by the announcer's voice loudly bouncing off the walls. The closer we got to the ring, the more crowded it became.

Since I was much shorter than Alexander, it was easier for me to weave between the swarms of people. He must have gotten distracted by the fight or something, since he wasn't with me when I got to the bar.

Usually I would have loved to watch the fight, but today I wasn't. I took a seat on one of the barstools and silently waited for the bartender to make his way towards me.

"What can I get for you?", The middle aged bartender asked.

"One long island iced tea", I Informed.

"We have a special with that drink. It comes with a free shot, are you interested?" ,he added.

"I'm good."

He nodded with an amused grin, "What are we looking for this evening?"

"Any and all information on Mia Saloman", I placed my arms on the sticky bar.

He pondered something for a moment, that grin still proudly on his face, "No one has asked about her before."

I annoyingly sighed, "Do you have the information or not." If this guy was wasting my time, a lot of people were going to be killed tonight.

"Just a moment", He announced and left.

I kept my eyes on him, he was catering to the customers who actually were requesting drinks. I was getting even more frustrated. Dealing with low lives was a pain. If this night continues to be like this, I might need to order a shot.

He soon returned, he leaned on the bar towards me, " I do have information on her, but all information comes at a price. What are you offering?"

I murderously grinned to myself as I took my bag off of my back and began to dig through it. I carefully took the item out. It was wrapped in a shirt. I placed it in front of me.

The bartender greedily snatched it and unraveled the t shirt. His cocky smile was still upon his face until he saw what was wrapped up. I chuckled as I watched his smile instantly fade away.

"Tell me what I want to know or I will do the same to you... only much slower than when I did it to him", I explained.

"Yes...", His voice was shaking as he dropped Barry's severed hand and eyes into the trash.

"Good, now tell me everything."

He nodded," Last I had heard, Ms. Salomon was in Manhattan." The fear was obvious in his low shaky voice.

I nodded," Thank you for the drink." I placed a fifty dollar bill on the bar and got off the stool.

Before I could get lost in the crowd of people, a hand had grabbed my wrist. I turned quickly, ready to see who had just signed their death certificate.

It was the bartender, he removed his hand from my wrist once he saw that he had my attention.

"I have more information", He rushed out.

"Go on", I raised an eyebrow.

He leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "Her brothers are dead."

"Yes I know her brother is dead", I chuckled before I fully comprehended what he said," Wait did you say brothers?"

He nodded. "Alexander and the other one are both deceased."

Fuck... how did I not realize until now.