Mafia Princess

Chapter Eleven

New Story...I'm attempting a drabble. Rather, my version of drabble...a 1000 words or less per chapter. (Dear God, I'm afraid.) But excited, too. It'll force me to be more forward with my plotlines and yeah. Anyhow, none of this mine. I'm not, nor ever will be, Stephenie Meyer. I just like to play with her characters.

Chapter Eleven

EPOV

I was recruited to work in the FBI straight out of college. You might think that there's nothing unusual about that. Here's the thing, I graduated college at the tender young age of twenty. I worked as an agent but my mind (perfect recall) and my vision had led me to the life of an undercover agent.

Carlisle Cullen, my boss and adoptive father, had fought for me to join his unit ever since I began working for the bureau. Now, the director was leery about me working for Carlisle and that I'd get shown favoritism. My dad put the kibosh on that.

My first undercover op was a drug sting and I nearly got killed after I discovered. I was meticulous about covering my tracks but some douchenozzle got the bug up his ass to follow me 'home' one day and he saw Carlisle in my shitty apartment, giving me the next set of orders. I was shot twice before I had a chance to pull my gun. Once I did, all of the little drug gang bangers didn't stand a chance. I kept the leader alive.

Just barely.

He eats out of a straw, permanently.

A year and a half ago, the unit received a tip from someone deep inside the del Cigno Syndicate. It was a tip from someone who wanted out of the organization. We received information about a drug deal that was going to go down in San Francisco. Before deciding to send someone to infiltrate one of the country's biggest mafia organizations, we wanted to see if this source was reliable.

Using undercover vehicles, listening devices and all of the toys in the FBI arsenal, we set up camp nearby to where the drug deal was happening. Like clockwork, the deal went down and we had ten new detainees that were under arrest for buying, purchasing and using drugs. It was a minor win but definitely proved the worth of our informant.

After that arrest, I went under, using my real name, Edward Masen. Hell, I even used my real story when I went under. I was a punk who killed his father because he killed his mother and tried to kill me.

The rougher my life, the more likely the guys would accept me.

That day, Edward Cullen slipped back in the recesses of my mind and I adopted the persona of Edward Masen, low-level mafia thug.

A killing machine.

A man on a mission.

A man who needed to end the del Cigno Syndicate.

A/N: First chapter in EPOV! We'll have nine more with him and then back Skankella. Check my blog out, link on my profile. Also, find me on Facebook: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation or on Twitter: tufano79. Leave me some!

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