The Italian Mafia

Chapter 7

It was at a party inside of this house that a young woman went missing. 19 year old Emma Smith was about to start college, but she never got the chance, as she was, assumingly, abducted from a summer party. The police ask anyone, who has any knowledge on the case, to step forward. It was at the same party that 21-year-old Jonah Spec was last seen. The two teenagers have not been heard from and no tips have given the police anything to look for. As mentioned, if you have any knowledge on the case, please inform the police on number-

People were looking for her. This wasn't good. I needed to know more. I hadn't read her file; I didn't know anything about her.

I never read the maids' files. It simply was someone else's job to decide who and who not to let stay here. I knew she was new, and I knew she was brought here. Not all maids were brought here, but some were, and those had thorough background checks made. The ones who came to us had so too, but in a different matter. We wouldn't bring a maid here against her will if she had much family and a large social crowd, it would be too dangerous and it was a risk I didn't feel like taking.

I could read her file, but I could also just ask her myself. I chose the latter, which was much more work, but it still ended up being my choice.

"Maid, come with me," I ordered when I found her in the kitchen. The girl with no rules looked up with a confused look on her face. She also looked a little frightened.

"Can I ask why, sir? We could use her help in the kitchen," another maid broke in. I simply lifted my hand, making her shut up instantly.

"It's okay, Nina. I will be right back," the girl said and then walked my way.

"No, she wont," I spoke and then I left with the girl in my heels.

We walked all the way to my office in silence, and when we entered the room, she was looking as confused as before. I closed the door and sat down in my brown leather chair. I motioned for her to sit down in front of my desk, and she did.

"What?" she asked with furrowed brows.

"I didn't ask you to talk," she instantly stopped. I turned on the TV and the news channel was playing the news of the girl, Emma, being taken from that party.

"Wow," she said after the story had been playing for a while on the TV. When we had watched enough I turned the TV off again and turned towards the girl.

"So, Emma," I said, tasting the newfound name of hers. It was a good enough name.

"Yes?"

"I need to know a few things about you," I stated. She looked confused.

"I have already told everything about me to that other man," she said sounding as confused as her face appeared. Feeling annoyed with her being so confused, I decided to just get this started.

"I don't care, I need to hear it from you. Now do you have a large family?" She scoffed at that. Mm, family problems I could assume.

"Please don't get me to answer all of the same questions," she begged. She didn't ask in a cocky or rude tone, it was a plead. She really didn't want to speak about her family and herself? Oh, now I needed to know.

"Answer my question."

"No, I don't have a large family. Look, if you're going to ask all the same questions, let me make it simple for you: My name is Emma Smith and I'm 19 years old. I have just lost my college scholarship because you have sentenced me to be here forever. I don't have any family, since my parents gave me up for adoption when I was an infant. I will never get to know them since they wanted to stay anonymous. I don't know my real last name and I don't have many friends. I have a few, but no close friends. My social circle weren't big and I probably won't be greatly missed," the girl said in one big sentence. I had to gather my thoughts after that. I didn't know how to react. She had snapped at me, which was rude and against our rules, but she had also confessed her whole life to me. She didn't think she would be greatly missed. That was a lot to state. I almost felt bad for her. I almost felt angry with her parents who gave her up. The information was good for me and my house and company, but why did I feel bad then? Why was a sad for the girl not having either family or friends?