Without You (Urban)

Chapter 4

Roman knew exactly what he was doing. He would have Rome to target anybody and everybody that was affiliated with the Black Cartel. Rome had deaded many people who were in with the Black Cartel but she never knew they were in it. She thought she was just killing people that had crossed her father. She never new their association.

Siah

Although I love Rome, I cannot tell her who I am or what I do for a living. She's a good girl. If I do she will probably leave me. Rome is the love of my life. I've never met a woman like her. She's mysteriously, provoking, beautiful, caring, trustworthy, and honest. Rome had what every woman wanted. She was real and that's everything I wanted. I missed her so much. I needed her to come home to me. I was missing apart of me.

Rome

I wanted to be in the arms of Siah so badly. My father tried to keep me busy by doing these tasks but all I wanted was to be back in Cali with Siah. This is the life that I live and I love it. I am the NY Mafia. I never handled the drug part of the Mafia or meeting with connects. I am a targerter and I targeted well. I was a few houses down from my targets' house. I had observed him for the past week. The details from my father was that he was a snitch and was trying to bring the Mafia down. I got out of my car and put my .380 in the waist of my black tights and crept to his house. It was nice, for a snitch, but my mission was to kill. No one was home which was perfect for me. I loved catching my targets off guard. I waited about thirty minutes under his stairs before I heard a car in the driveway. I had studied how his car sounded so when I was doing my observing so I knew it was him. I heard the locks click and instantly pulled my mask down. He sat his keys on the counter and went upstairs. I could hear the shower water running and a door shutting. I crept from under the stairs and started up them to the bathroom. I turned the knob to find it open. I pulled my .380 out with it's built in silencer and pulled the shower curtain back. The mans eyes bulged as he held his hands up. "Snitches never die easy," Roman Watson sent me. I said putting two in his head and pulling off my mask. It gave me an adrenaline rush to know that the last face he would see was mine, and the last name he would hear was my fathers. I watched the man die before I took my leave. I calmly walked back to my car and make my way home. I noticed an all black Benz following me, then I didn't see it anymore. The guard let me through and I parked in one of the 12 garages on the estate. I needed to know if I was being followed when I did my tasks so I left a pink powdery substance where I parked my car and any car with the substance on their tires would give me my answer. The powder would disappear from where I put it in 10 minutes. So I had no worry of the police or anybody noticing it on me or my tires. I got out of my car and noticed Casio pulling up. He parked, and nodded my way. I noticed the pink powder on his tires and knew it was Casio who followed me on my mission. I didn't live a regular life and it then began to dawn on me that I would never be regular. I would always walk with a shadow of someone else walking behind me, on the side of me, and infront of me. Another guard nodded for me to enter my home as he opened the door. I walked to my fathers study and the guard said "Your father is not in there, he will be back." I nodded my head and went to talk to my mother. She was sitting on the patio under an umbrella table with a wine glass in her hand. "Hi, what are you up to," she said smiling and putting her glass down. "Nothing much, just finished a task. Where's my daddy?" He went to handle business in Tegucigalpa and told me to tell you he won't be gone long and to give him a call." I smiled as I got up because I knew it would be the perfect time to haul ass and go back to Cali. First thing in the morning I would leave and not even pack.

When morning came I got ready to leave. I had another driver escort me to my private jet because Casio would never let me leave. To no avail, my jet was not in it's usual landing location. I was enraged as thoughts of my father came into my head. Why is he doing this to me! I feel trapped! I let the driver know to turn around and bring me back to the estate. Before I could get out of the car, the phone rang. "Hello, I said aggravated. "My precious Rome, I see you have plans of your own. You are smart enough to know that Daddy stays 10 steps ahead of you. I need you to do a few more tasks, so stay, and enjoy the estate and your mothers company until I return with a bigger task." The phone hung up and all I saw was red. I love my daddy, he is my everything, but I couldn't stay in New York on his terms. I knew he was keeping me here for a reason but I didn't know why. When I walked inside I noticed there was no guard next to my fathers study, and I knew no one should ever go in there if he wasn't there. I closed and locked the doors behind me and slid into his chair. I found files and folders of The Black Cartel, but I didn't know exactly what my father was so concerned about them. As I stood to leave I noticed a cabinet looked crooked. I walked over to it and observed it for a second. It was a door that actually looked like a cabinet. Damn my father was smart. There was a monitor looking thing on the wall, and it was a voice activated password system. My father was a secretive man and I had no clue what the password could be. I gave it a shot. "Roman" I said first. "Please try again, the voice activated woman said. "Rome Cordelia Watson," I said speaking into the monitor. "Access granted," she spoke. I didn't know what I would see so I prepared myself for the worst.