Discovering the Mob ( ON HOLD)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It turns out that Olivia has a complicated relationship with Francesco. It's an on-again, off-again type of love story. How very boring, thought Helena.

Helena got a little of insight from the family's opinion of her. She was already accepted by them. They had treated her with respect when they spoke to her after Francesco disappeared with his girlfriend. She was proving to herself how easily everything was getting. She thought she would have had a harder time getting in, but no. Her mind did, however, juggle down to one word. Time. She's already gotten farther than she has in two days than what she would have though would take weeks. That means the sooner she gets it over with the sooner she leaves Division. Forever.

Her father had wanted her to figure out everything Francesco knew about Division. Also who he confided in with the information. She walks around the house, making sure her face was masked with curiosity than determination. The cameras were everywhere and until she knows where the hidden ones lie, she'll be very precautious.

She observes the interior structure of house. She was able to get the complete blue print of the mansion. Her research from the past month told her the blue print might be slightly. There's no way a mob boss lives in a home without hidden escape routes. For her own safety she needs to uncover each one, just incase things go south she could make an easy escape.

She feels a hand land on her shoulder and she reacts on pure instinct. She grabs the hand and pulls harshly so the person flips in front of her. With her grip on his hand she twists it behind his back in a awkward angle. His back is pressed up against her front. From his body structure she could clearly tell who it is. He's the youngest one of the group. The same one who stumpled into her bathroom.

"Note to self: Don't sneak up on the Angel." He groans in pain.

"Angel?" She let's him go, crossing her arms with a raised eyebrow at the nickname.

He turns around holding his arm. "Yeah, Angel. You look like an Angel. Hence why everyone always says that looks are deceiving, because you fit the role of an assassin." He laughs.

She narrows her eyes at his comparison. "An assassin is such a strong word." She toys with him. She doesn't like his wording at all. It's the truth she rather not have them know.

"A strong word that fits you." He smiles sincerely at her. It gave her the hint that he knew nothing. He was just teasing her. Her arms are still crossed, which pushes her breast to the top of the strapless sweater, making her cleavage prone to his view. His eyes scan her body like a starved man. She finds his desire a little entertaining, but not anything she hasn't seen before.

"Recalling your memories from earlier? I could give you a private show." She teases him.

He chokes on his own cough. "I, uh- what...?" He stutters with wide eyes. He looks a tad bit inexperienced to her. Unlike Francesco who's alot more... aggressive. The man in front of her isn't. He has a boyish charm to him that makes him appear younger than he probably is. And his teenage mannerism just adds to that.

"Relax I'm just teasing you. It's fine. I don't mind at all. Look all you want, but first tell me your name. I want to know who's exactly eyeing me. Call it security."

He eyes up the wall. She doesn't need to turn around to know he's eyeing the camera. "I'm Aldo. I should get going. I just thought you may have been looking for someone." He rushes out fast.

"No, I wasn't. Thanks for the concern though."

"It was nothing. Now I have to-" He's eager to leave. I found it odd.

Then the buff guy appears from one of the doors and stops him from completely running away. "Aldo! Are you meeting us at Gems later?" Roberto said. She remembers his name.