Don't Get To Close | Jelena

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Dark red roses and pink carnations were placed on three of the grave stones. The flowers had a meaning. The dark red roses expressed grief and sorrow for someone, and the pink carnations stand for the remembrance of the ones who've passed away. But a white carnation symbolize untainted love and innocence, that single flower was placed on the smaller stone–and it belongs to a child.

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Three men with three files of the same person in three different places walked to their boss and they have three different motives. The men knocked on their door, there were granted there access into their office of their boss. The file was placed in-front of their boss. They were standing in front of the desk and said the same name, "Imelda White." The FBI, mafia, and a gang were all going after her.

"Imelda Marie White. 5'3, dark brown eyes and hair. Age, 22. Date of birth, May 10, 1999. Born in Seattle, Washington. She comes from a Mexican and Italian background, but grew up her in the United States." They looked through file seeing pictures of her and more extra information.

Agent Holmes leaned back in his chair he was sure this was going to be an easy case. "She has been in the black market for awhile now. Imelda has been buying and selling drug, weapons, and other things we haven't been able to identify yet. Her motive is also unknown. She also been spotted in big cities, entering clubs, hotels, casinos. What's shes doing and who's shes meeting with is unknown." Holmes furrowed his eyebrows he was surprised that this simply twenty-two year old has been doing some illegal things and hasn't been caught yet. Her face was seen yet she would be careful that no trace of illegal activities left behind. Holmes knew that they had little research on her too, so he know knew this was going to be harder than what he thought.

"I want someone to go into those areas and she what type of business she was doing, now." Holmes ordered.

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"She is the great great granddaughter of Angelo Luca D'Angelo, the last leader of the mafia. Also has been involved with the black market her motive is supposedly finishing her older brother's, Cole Matteo White, jobs that he has been involved with like black market and gangs. His whereabouts is unknown for some time now. There's no tracks of him for the last 3 years." Antonio Riccardo nodded his. Antonio needed–wanted to get her to start up the mafia because her bloodline followed on her being the leader Leonardo Matteo D' Angelo was the older brother of Alessandro D' Angelo, sons of Angelo.Alessandro was Antonio's great grandfather. The older sibling was the next leader, they had access to information of the whole mafia— like people they made deals with, who overlooked the different groups. If he could he would've started all on his own but he needs this information to be great mafia the D' Angelo family use to be. He knew what his plan was for her once he had Imelda wrapped around his finger.

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"Imelda has killed some people certainly because they didn't have information she was searching for."

"Information on her brother? Am I correct?"

"Yes, sir"

Pictures of Imelda at a graveyard placing flowers on the grave stones were placed on the desk of Jason McCann. "Last time she was seen was at a graveyard back in Seattle, Washington placing dark red roses, pink carnations, and white ones too." Jason nodded his head, "so how long ago were these pictures taken?"

"About a week ago."

McCann nodded, "so she's the one finishing Cole's outside jobs. Interesting... I wasn't aware Cole was affiliated with others." He rubbed his chin.

"Usually I would've sent someone to finish him but he also has some information, so that wouldn't be a great move on my end. Since she's the one finishing up these outside affairs. Maybe, just maybe she has this information." McCann smirked. "I'm just surprised that Cole has been hiding something like his sister and these jobs away from me. He was a loyal worker, but disappeared out of the blue. I actually liked him. But he never finished his jobs that I have left for him. Do you know what that means?"

"You will get her to finish Cole's jobs for you?"

"Bingo! From what you told me she thinks like Cole. He must've taught her somethings or it runs in their blood." He picked up a picture of Imelda. Jason admired her, she had beauty long brown locks. He realized that he was staring at the picture a bit long, and set down the picture. "I want someone to keep an eye on her and when she's tracked update me on what she does. You're dismissed."

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Five days later

"So are you going to tell me who you are working for, hm?" Imelda pulled the man's head back and put a knife against his neck. The man stared at her eyes, the only thing that was visible for him.

"Go to hell you bitch!" He spitted in her face.

She let go of his head harshly and walked to the pregnant woman and child who were tied and blind folded and had there mouth closed by a piece of cloth.

Imelda softly put the cold metal against the pregnant lady. She flinched, Imelda lower the knife to her stomach making her sobs become hysterical cries. The child started crying along and he heard his mother cry. "It would be bad if one died, right Jack? Or even both."

Jack started screaming out profanities and struggled to get out the chair he was tied against, the rope burns were going to be horrible but at that moment he didn't care. "Easy there. Just tell me who's your boss and then I'll let you beautiful wife and child free."

"Ok! Fine! But promise me that they make out perfectly fine," Jack said breathless.

"I promise. Now tell me."

Jack stayed quiet trying to calm himself down but a little to long. Imelda brought the knife back up, "Okay, from what I know his name is Antonio."

"Tell me more."

"Okay, so one day I was passing by my boss's office. He was speaking with an assistant of his that help research information to get what he wants, likes help find ways to get it and I-I heard that they were talking about reporting some information to his higher up. They never spoke about what was needed in detail." He choked. "They supposedly will be meeting this higher up who's transporting huge amounts of money somewhere within two days, my boss and his assistant will plane with take off at around three pm."

"Thank you, Jack." Imelda shot a bullet, making the child and mother flinch and cry out. "I kept a promise to let you both go, so that I will do. Listen, the moment your heard a door close I want you to count to a hundred. Got it?" The mother whimpered but nodded her head.

"Okay, great."

Imelda went around and got some a large black plastic material to cover Jack's body. She might've had killed him but she still had respect for the dead, he was clearly a good father and husband, but just in the wrong circle. When she was done with the plastic to protect the eyes of the child and lady, she carefully walked behind the boy and placed some candy in his little hands, and whispered so only he could hear. "I'm sorry, take care of your mother and stay away from bad people."

With that, she walked out.

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Honestly I don't even know if this is even good but yeah

I'm sorry if this seems really short

Oh heads up so I won't be posting really frequently because I have school,

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