My Brother's Mafia

The Truth Comes Out

Chapter 1

-Alyssa's p.o.v-
(Dream in italics)

I was supposed to meet my brother Brandon at the new club in town. The club was called Night Hawks. It was very high end but Brandon had connections so he claimed and so did I. I walked to the bouncer at the door and showed him my I.D. He gave a nod of approval and let me in. I walked in wearing my light blue skinny jeans and a Johnny Cash tee-shirt. I walked around in my go to peep hole heels looking for my brother. I searched for about ten minutes before I went to the bar.

"Can I help you?" The bartender asked. The place had yet to get crazy busy so he seemed to be able to talk.

"Actually yes, I need a vodka on the rocks and I'm looking for my brother. He's about 6'4", light blonde hair, brown eyes, names Brandon." I rattled off as he made my drink in front of me.

"Brandon Hanges." He asked looking up at me.

I nodded, "How did you know?"

"Darling, do you know what your brother does?" He asked.

I shook my head, "No he never told me."

"Well, he owns this bar and uses it to cover up his mafia leadership." The Bartender said.

"Okay, Rex." I said reading his name tag, "and how do you know?"

Rex chuckled, "Sweetheart I'm his second hand man. Let me get him for you." I watched him as he pressed a button on the back of the wall.

Within minutes my brother walked out of the back room gun in hand and his hair slightly tousled. "I hope there's a reason you called me out here Rex. You know when I'm interrogating I don't like to be disturbed."

I gasped which drew the attention of both men too me. "It's true." I whispered and turned around and walked out. He lied to me, I had asked before and he lied.

"Alyssa!" Brandon called out to me. "I can explain."

I ignored him and continued to walk away. I got out the door and to my car before a gunshot rang through the air and my passenger window was shattered. "Well aren't we lucky. We came to find the mafia's weakness and came up with his sister." A disgusting sounding voice said from behind me. I turned quickly there was only two of them. "We are going to taking you apart finger by finger, limb by limb and mail them to your brother." He said getting close to me. I grabbed my purse and searched for my concealed weapon. I actually had a permit. There was an attempt on my life a year ago and since then I have had it for protection and yes I knew how to use it. He stepped closer and I shot him. The guy dropped dead and the other guy pulled his gun out of his coat, I shot him too. I didn't think about it. I wanted to live.

I jolted up quickly. What the hell was that?!? It was a nightmare. The men that ran me off a road coming back to kill me. My brother a mafia leader....well that one I actually knew about. I work for him at Red Velvet one of the many night clubs he owns throughout the city. Then there was Rex Rollins, Brandon's right hand man. I haven't actually met the man but the workers at my club have mad gossip most of it about how much of a man whore I was. One thing I would never do is talk to him.