Old Mob Money (COMPLETE)

Ch. 9 Is That You?

Location: Potts Point, NSW
Date: Monday December 10th, 2018
Time: 3:30pm

Rosalina's phone rang, or more to point, kept ringing - incessantly. She had managed to ignore it, running her hands through her ash blonde hair repeatedly. She could see on the caller I.D on her mobile phone that it was her old work at Myer that kept calling.
Rosalina didn't actually want to admit it to herself, but she was nervous. Anxious. Worried.
That detective, Jack, was all up in her business. But why?
And why was her body deceiving her? Her heart racing, her stomach full of butterflies... although, even now she was biting back a smile at the memory of Pam and Susan putting their hands on him, and his 'almost' physical shuddering at their touch. Versus how he reacted to her touch on the street. He seemed stunned - much like she had. Yet her fiery Italian temper had immediately gotten the better of her, when she saw his eyes give her a once over - and she called him a pervert! 
Lucky he took it well, and had still pursued her, which was how she ended up with his card. She pulled the scrunched up card, from her pocket, and looked at it again, growing a fresh batch of blush on her face.
Rosalina could, without even trying, imagine going on a dinner date with Jack. She could, in her minds eye, even picture their cute little wedding. And as she allowed her mind to wander, Rosalina was even able to picture little babies running around that looked like him and her combined.
Almost in a daze, Rosalina shook her head to clear the fog.
"What on earth am I doing!" She thought to herself. "I've met him twice in 20 minutes, and I'm picturing babies!?! RIDICULOUS!" As she shook her head at herself again, her Mum, Aurora walked into the kitchen where she was standing. "Afternoon Rosie. Want to pop the kettle on for me please? I'd love a cuppa."
Rosalina headed to the sink, half filled the kettle and popped it on.
"Hey Mum. I have a question for you." said Rosalina.
"Shoot." said Aurora.
"So, what would you do, if you had met a guy, and the connection was instantaneous, to the point that my imagination is running away with itself. How would you go about settling the mind?"
Aurora, sensing that this was 'The Big One' for her Rosie, tucked away her knowing smile, and slowly made her way towards Rosie and the kettle.
"Oh Hunny! I'm so glad to see you have managed to meet someone! You were spending all this time, work work work! So tell me baby girl, is he good looking? Does he make you smile, even when he's not around? Do you think he could be 'The One'? How exciting! You know, I still remember all those years ago when I first met your father! Oh! He was such a good looking young man! And how he made me laugh!! We had so much fun together! Does this man make you feel this way?" Aurora asked Rosalina.
Rosalina silently questioned herself, and then said "Yes Mum, he does. Although, within two minutes of meeting him, I did accuse him of being a pervert. I've never seen a man blush so hard, or feel so bad! He's so good looking! Tall, tanned, muscular, and really good looking! I honestly can't stop thinking about him! He gave me his number, also. But I'm actually getting sweaty palms just thinking about dialling that number!"
Aurora looked at her daughter, Un-shed tears looming at the edges of her wise, faded emerald eyes, "Rosie! I'm so happy for you baby! You must call this man! You should go out, get to know him, and bring him home to meet me of course! Have fun! You are only young once! Live a little!"
Rosalina looked deep into her mothers eyes, and it was as if she knew he was a police officer! And didn't care. With that unspoken communication having passed between them, Rosalina scooped her Mum up into a massive hug, and said, "Thanks Mum. You always know what to say to make me feel better! I love you! It's moments like this I miss Dad."
Aurora hugged Rosalina to her tightly, as a tear escaped from each eye, and slowly rolled down the lines of age on her face.
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Location: unknown
Date: Monday December 10th, 2018
Time: 4pm

The killer paced in their room. Anger clearly etched into their facial features. There was a cop on their tail. Only one (so far) but how long til THAT piggy decides to share whatever information he has, with the rest of the Detective's working the case.
"I was so fucking careful!" The killer snapped out loud. To no one in particular, as they were alone, in a singular room. "I couldn't have left anything behind! What in the hell is that cop asking around about me?" Feeling agitated, the killer decided to go soak in a hot shower, and start their thought processes afresh, once they'd washed all the daily filth off their skin.
"No point overwhelming myself with the unknown. Let's wash, watch the news, and see what I can find out."
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Location: Unknown (on a Need-to-Know basis- ONLY)
Date: Tuesday December 11th, 2018
Time: 6am

Matteo was both smiling, and whistling. For anyone who knew Matteo well, this was a dangerous combination - on any day of the week.
Since Matteo had questioned the silly little blonde from Myer, he had been Whistling and Smiling, Smiling and Whistling.
Vincenzo walked into Matteo's office, and both heard the whistling, and saw the smiling...
He was the only one with balls big enough, (or perhaps stupid enough) to straight up ask Matteo what the go was.
Matteo, still smiling, looked at Vincenzo and said "What's not to smile about? I've solved the puzzle, I can frame someone else, and the cops will stop looking for us. That hot little blonde from Myer not only 'Sang like a Canary', but she spread her legs easily enough, and tasted soooo good! It was actually a shame to have to kill her in the end."
This little speech caused Vincenzo to look at Matteo as if he grown two extra heads!
"You wiped the blonde? Aww boss! She was so pretty! I would have loved a ride!" said Vincenzo.
Matteo then looked at Vincenzo with complete and utter disgust. "You would want my sloppy seconds bro? Gross!"
It was then like someone had flipped Vincenzo's bitch switch, because he threw a fit! "What the fuck bro! We have shared in the past.. you never once declared it 'Gross' or 'Sloppy Seconds' why try and make me feel bad for admitting she was beautiful, and wanting to have a go?"
Matteo, having listened to Vincenzo's whine, simply laughed. Long, and loud and clear. A rich baritone sound, that echoed around the room, seeming to taunt Vincenzo from everywhere.
"Fuck you Matteo! I don't need your shit! Fuck off!" Vincenzo roared.
He then grabbed the handle to the door, almost ripping the door from its hinges, and barreling from the room.
Matteo, simply chuckled to himself, and resumed whistling.
Today was a good day for the Mob. A good day indeed!
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Location: Rushcutters, NSW
Date: Tuesday December 11th, 2018
Time: 8am

Detective Jack Johnson awoke from a dream. A good dream, but a vivid dream. The lasting impression he was left with, was a dazzling pair of emerald eyes, and a soft, plump pair of kissable lips.
Stretching broadly, he allowed his mind to wonder slightly, before running his hand through his blonde hair, and deciding he needed to get started for the day.
Although he couldn't get the gorgeous Leena out of his mind, he knew it would do him no good to dally around in bed with his imagination.
Jack switched the electric kettle on to boil, and jumped into a luxurious hot shower. It was in here that his best 'Police Work' was done.
After drying off, Jack took the time to dress himself with care as he did most days. He selected a pair of black dress slacks from his cupboard, along with a nice white, short-sleeved button down shirt.
He then attached his standard police issue holster, weapon, mace and shield to his person; before heading back into the kitchen to make his toast and coffee.
While spreading the vegemite onto his toast, Jack couldn't help but let his mind venture back to his dream from earlier that morning.
Her lips.
That plump, pair of pink kissable lips.
Jack thought to himself "Leena probably has no idea what effect she has on people, or more specifically, Men! She is so damn beautiful. And perfect!"
He wolfed down his toast, and gulped his coffee so he could leave his flat, and be on time to the station. This bankers murder really had everyone stumped.
Except Jack.
That receipt had provided a valuable clue. Now to see if it would pan out!

A/N

Hi everyone!
If you have read this far? THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!
I have sooooooo many ideas rolling around in my brain, I am 100% uncertain on which direction I want this story to go in!!
I've also read (no exaggeration) over 1,000 books here on Wattpad alone that is constantly giving me new ideas/directions on how to steer this!
There will be romance in the near future!!
Who ships #Rock? (Rosalina & Jack) lolololol!

~Sonia Rose 🥀