𝐈𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 [𝟏𝟖+]

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 1

⪻3rd person pov⪼

18 years later 

She was seething while slamming her car door shut and walking into that 'Back to the 80's café' in Vegas for the 100th time. 

She had the gun tucked under her waistband and a bowie knife inside her thigh holster for good measure. It was almost certain that Ana wouldn't have to use it because Zachary hasn't tried anything funny for the last 8 months since he started insisting on meeting her for a deal that Ana is hellbent on refusing even after several offers were thrown at her way. She seldom makes deals outside the family unbeknownst to Freddy or Marco, but when she does, it's her own business. But not this.. never this.. Because even a low life button could sense something suspicious and a big catch which none of the services asked to provide reveals. There's always a big catch; concealed under the prints on the papers begging to be signed.

"This will be the last fucking time I tell you Zachary, this meeting ends today!" She hollered the moment her eyes landed on Zachary at his usual table, wearing a brown tattered fedora hat and a simple white dress shirt underneath a dark grey trench coat paired with the same colour dress pants.

His green eyes went wide when he saw a seething Marino standing in front of him. He just like any other associates to the Cosa Nostra knew the rule: Never make a Marino angry. So he chose his words carefully.

"I saw this coming, but please Miss Marino I have been-"

"Your chance ended the very first time I said no Zachary. Tell your chief I don't intend to buy it or get involved in anything anywhere remotely close to Russia"

"But Tbilisi is so far away from central Russia. The Bravta hasn't got a wind on it yet Miss. If they do they'll be known as the new eco-mafia. We all know what they'll use that business for. And my chief isn't ready to give up his field to help a bunch of degenerate Russians to launder their money. Drugs and weapons are fine by our standards but women? Think about it, Ms Marino." He was trying hard to take advantage of the kindness, that everyone in the business knew she had, as a last resort.

She never tolerated anyone who took advantage of her. Everyone who even dared to exploit her compassion, which was a much-perceived weakness in the world they lived in, has ended up with the fish. And as much as she wanted to get involved, she couldn't. Not as long as Freddo was in control. And there was still something huge Zachary wasn't telling her even after she tried to dig it outta him numerous times during their sit-down. She was no conversational wizard. The only language she knew was violence to get what she wanted. But she only used it when it was really called for. And it's highly doubtful that this goon who was stupid enough to underestimate a Marino would be a threat to her to do what she did the best; Wreaking havoc and becoming a person's worst nightmare.

"Your chief is a very interesting person really. After failing to convince me to seal the deal countless times, he still kept you as the middle man. What's in it for you Zachary? Why are you so desperate for my deal? Because your chief is an environmental activist and wants the best family to take care of the windmills? Don't give me that bullshit Zachary. People who bullshit me makes me very angry. And I'm at my wits end here and this close to snapping." She told him in a dangerous even tone with her index and thump fingers held against each other without leaving much space in between.