Mafia Baby - INTENSE VERSION - (Kylo Ren AU)

MB. 2.

Trey was always good company, yet he was no Romeo. Trey drove a beautiful green car, lime green, something which attracts attention to us. I couldn't understand Trey's way of thinking, his father had brought both the boys a lovely black Mercedes, something which was more subtle, something to keep the attention away from us, yet Trey drove his own car every damn time we went out. It's not a quiet car either, sometimes I am sure he doesn't get the need to be subtle. As much as people knew the DeMarco family was around these parts sometimes it does wonders to not be seen. There was no way I wanted to end up getting banged up just because Trey couldn't tone it down a little, then again he never listened to me anyway. He wouldn't even let go in my car, my little blue banger that no one would ever think belongs to any one of any importance. That was Trey all over though, always thought he knew best.

"Next right!" I banged on the dashboard in front of me as Trey drove like an idiot.

He rolled his eyes, I could see it out of the corner of my eyes. "Give me a break Blair!" His voice was short as he quickly glanced in my direction, a look of distaste on his face before he looked back to the road. "Sometimes you are so freaking annoying Blair." He quickly swung the steering wheel round as he drifted us around the corner and on to the residential street.

It was getting later and later by the second, it had just turned midnight by the time he pulled up outside the first house. A quaint little house was our last stop of the evening, we had been to two other houses this evening and although they had proved productive, my patience was growing thin.

"This is Fred Allen," I said as I screwed up the post it I had his details written on before pushing it into my jeans pocket and reaching for the door handle.

Trey glanced at me, "Lets just get this over with." Trey got out of the car, I followed him as he went up the driveway first, I stop behind him, in the shadows, as he banged hard on the door to attract attention. "They better be in."

I glanced up at the top window as a light came on, Trey banged again on the door even louder. "They are coming," I told him as I pulled his hand off the door to stop him banging more. "Seriously do you wanna wake the whole street."

He gritted his teeth at me as he shook his head, "I know what I am doing!"

Looking away from him I decided to let his attitude slide, thirty seconds later the front door opened and there stood a woman, she looked to be around forty, a little overweight and in her nightgown. "Can I help you?" She asked obviously just being woken up, the sleep was all too apparent in her voice as she pulled her dressing gown tight around her.

Trey pushed passed her and into the house, she looked confused and scared almost going to shout before she saw me, I put my finger to my lips signalling for her not to make a noise before following Trey into the house and closing the front door with my sleeve.

My eyes darted around the room, there were many different things around, the thing that shook me most was the amount of children's toy around the room. A pretty pink children's kitchen the main toy within the room, obviously well used as there was still pretend food on the top of it. No one said there was going to be children here, I just hoped that there wasn't, I hated doing my job when there were children around. Looking back at the woman she obviously clocked me looking at the toys as she stood in front of the kitchen.

"Your husband," I told her as Trey looked around at pictures on the wall before nodding at me confirming he lived here. "Where is he?"

She looked towards the stairs, "He's not here." She lied, obviously he was just up the stairs. Some people were such bad liars. I had been doing this for so long I knew when something was wrong when someone was lying.