Undercover Love (Draft 1)

Prologue

"Liam Amato. Leader of the Amato Mafia Family in New York. Italian American. 35 years old. Born in Verona, Italy, he's lived in New York since he was 10 years old." My boss, SAC Thorpe, stalks his way around the conference room, dropping a file in front of each of us. There are 10 special agents under his command, myself included.

          I open the file in front of me, barely paying attention as Thorpe lists off all of the crimes that the Amato Mafia have committed. My eyes scan over the the details inside of the manila folder, barely even flinching at the images of previous victims found at crime scenes that are believed to be connected to the Amatos. After 5 years in the service, you become pretty desensitized to violence and gore. 

          Flipping to the last page in the file, my eyes catch a surveillance image of Liam Amato himself. If it weren't for his build and the obvious outline of a gun holstered under his belt, you would never believe that this man is a Mafia Don. 

          "Agent Jackson?" Thorpe's voice snaps me out of my thoughts as he stands in front of where I am seated. I immediately straighten in my chair.

          "Sorry, sir. I was trying to memorise all of the details in the file." I apologise, looking up at him. Thorpe's eyes shine with pride before he turns and walks back to the front of the room. Looking over our task force, he grins as he clasps his hands together. 

          "That dedication right there, is why Agent Jackson has been assigned to go undercover."