Daughters of the Don (Completed)

Twenty Seven-Claudia Mascre

                  The Don was with me as I lead my camp in threw the back door.

  We had cued the rest of black Mafia that the invasion had progressed.

    A few Cubans were in the kitchen discussing something when we attacked!

    Blood splatter! Brains, and bodies were dropping at the sound of the silencers releasing bullets!!

They didn't know what hit them! My main focus was finding Jef and killing that son of a bitch Al Pono and Cheeno!

We ducked and swayed threw out the kitchen clearing out anyone in sight that wasn't the Mafia!

The floors and counters were a blood slide. The Cubans bodies were scattered throughout the mess as we continued on.

Three other Cubans rushed to the disruption we had made and without hesitation Kloe took out the first one!

I gave her a grin of approval leading the way!

"This shit too easy!!" Vondoe yelled standing over the breathless bodies of the Cubans he had merked.

"Let's not get cocky! Stay focused!! I reminded, just before prowling into the hall.

I could hear the footsteps of others coming towards us at a fast rate.

The hall was lit with spotlights beaming from the ceiling.

With three shots I knocked them out, darkening the hall so we could bombard them.

The team was close behind me making sure everything was going as planned while we awaited their arrival.

Before we even seen faces we timed the loudness of their footsteps and began to take them out one by one as fast as they turned the corner to enter the hall!

We were on some real Gansta shit! There was no time to rejoice on the victories when we had bigger fish to fry!

I kept moving as the blueprint directed us jumping over bodies and collecting their weapons at the same time.

This revenge was getting sweeter by the minute. But we still had to make it to the core.

I could hear the other halves of black Mafia clearing out the opposite ends.

Things were going so perfect that something bad was bound to happen.

We recruited at the end of the hall, reloading and exchanging guns before going out front.

" we have to keep it up. No lacking.... Kloe baby you okay?" I asked glimpsing over at her. She was busy reloading her gun when she acknowledged me nodding yes.

I knew what we were doing was cold and ruthless ; especially for a girl her age! But this wasn't a smooth sailing life style we lead. She had to learn to be ready for killing and being betrayed in this business!

We are the Dons last two solid kings which meant we as women had to be prepared to run this kingdom and take respect when it's not given!