The #1 Assassin

Chapter 2

~ALESSIA~

I speed back to the hotel to get ready for the club. Once I get to the hotel I speed walk in, rushing to put on makeup, a dark blue dress, and getting my hair done.

I grab some knives, straps, and a gun which I can tuck in the waistband of the best I will put on under my dress. Quickly I grab my knives and strap them to my thigh, rushing to curl my hair and look presentable.

Finishing getting ready, I grab my purse and walk out the door to the limo my father forced me to get escorted by, probably because he's worried I won't get him his money back from the drugs that have been stolen. My father rules the Italian Mafia but makes someone else take care of his shit because he's too lazy and doesn't bother to get off of his ass half of the time. He is cruel and could care less about me, he only uses me for my killing strategies.

The limo stops and I realize we have made it to the club, someone opens the door for me and helps me out towards the club. I brush him off, "I am more than capable of walking into this club by myself." I say and do exactly what I told him, walking into the club by myself as the independent woman I am.

I walk to the entrance doors, not even bothering to show my I.D. as they already know exactly who I am. People are speaking Russian around me, I groan as I realize that I will have to try to pronounce everything fluently in that language.

Everyone around me is either dancing, drinking, making out, or talking in large groups. I sit at the bar. "Принесите воды, пожалуйста." (water please) I say to the bartender.

I wait a couple of minutes before he hands me my water, I hand him my tip and go sit at a booth.

Sitting alone I keep eyeing the group of people over in the corner until someone sits down in the seat in front of me, on the other side of the booth.

"я могу вам помочь?" (Can I help you?) I say to the man.

"No need to talk in Russian, I know you are Italian." He says with a Russian accent. "If you move or even try to do anything. I will let the whole Mafia know you are here." He smirks.

"Who are you." I question.

"No need to mention names sweetheart, this will be a very quick conversation if you give me what I want."

"What is it that you want?"

"I want you to send a message to your boss." He pauses. "Let him know we are coming for him, and that we will see you again very soon."

I look at him with a straight face urging him to continue.

"He and your father know what's going to be done. I will let my boss know I ran into you." He smirks as he walks away into the crowd of people.

I sit there speechless and thinking about what he meant by "We will see you again very soon" and "He and your father know what's going to be done." Finally, I manage to get up from my seat and head towards the exit of the club.

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The next morning I roll out of my bed bright and early to go back to the warehouse and find this bastard. They think they can threaten me. That's very funny. 

I get to the warehouse and check all of the security footage, trying to see if there was movement when I was gone. The person who is stealing these drugs was not at the club last night at any time, and there are a few things in places they weren't before. But nothing was stolen.

A few hours later I hear a sound outside of the warehouse. I sneak to the exit door and spot a woman. I have no clue what she's trying to do, but I can hear her talking to someone and she has an accent which is probably russian.

I wait a few seconds to try to hear what she's trying to say but I can't catch a single word. So I do the only thing I can think of and throw one of my knives at her.

She immediately knows I'm there and springs into action but I'm one step ahead of her and I already am lunging at her legs dropping her to the ground. She hits me in the stomach making me loosen my grip on her body.

I jump on top of her, grabbing my knife from my leg. "что ты делаешь?" (What are you doing?) I hiss. "как будто я никогда тебе не скажу" (Like ill ever tell you). She cackles.

I lift my knife in the air and stab her in the thigh. "я не собираюсь спрашивать снова" (I'm not going to ask you again). She screams at the pain. "Вы никогда не будете знать"(You will never know). My patience snaps and I slit her throat.

I get off of her body and grab her phone. Looking at her last call I see a name, Andre Volkov. I talk into the phone recording a voicemail. "Если ты когда-нибудь подумаешь о том, чтобы кто-нибудь вернулся сюда снова." (If you ever think about having anyone back here again.) I pause. "Я без колебаний убью еще больше твоих людей" (I will not hesitate to slaughter more of your people). I hiss, ending the voice recording.

I go to turn her location off and grab my own phone calling my boss.

Once he picks up I say, "Send men to clean up the mess I made here."

"Did you kill them?" He asks. "Without any information?"

"I have her phone, and she was russian. She was also on the phone with someone called Andre Volkov."

"Alright, since you have found out all the information we need for now, you are welcome to come home and we will discuss everything once you get back. We will eventually need to go back to Russia but for now, your mission is completed."

I hang up the phone and head back to the hotel to pack for my flight back to Italy tomorrow.

While I'm packing my bags my phone starts to buzz, I check my phone but it's not getting a call. I stand there confused but finally realize it's from the woman's phone. I answer and listen for someone to speak.

"You just wait until you get what's coming for you Alessia Ferrari." A man says angrily and hangs up the phone.

Could that be Andre?

I stand there in silence and decide I will grab a flight tonight instead of tomorrow.

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This is my first book so I'm sorry if it's cringy or not well written.  1177 words.