I sit at my desk, Nicos picture pinned to the tree base by my arrow.
Have you seen this man ?
Outlined in bold across his black and white photo, a tear falls past my lashes as I study his face hard wondering if the same outcome that was destined for my brother now fell to him.
Two months earlier ..
I stand outside the photoshop my golden locket now hangs around my neck.
"Hey Em !" Tanika walks to me with my niece in her baby carrier
"Hey Tan, how is she?" My hand brushing through her brown tuffs
"Shes doing well, thank you for this .. for looking after us"
"Hey no worries, your family" I provide her with a small smile which she returned. "How's work ?"
"Great, I keep myself to myself you know how it is .." she shrugs and I nod. We made the decision to move Tanika away from where the Russians can reach, to keep them safe until they can come home.
"When's your flight ?" I check my watch
"Couple of hours .." my face scrunches
"Okay, enough time for you to tell me about Nico ?" Raising her brows to me as I roll my head back and groan
"I think I fucked it .."
"How ?!" I look to the now wriggling baby and she immediately hands her over. Watching her tiny fingers wrapping around my finger as she coos and squeals.
"I just ... after and now .. a lot has happened, happening" she nods, stroking her daughters hair.
"Then you go back there and you talked to him you hear ?!" Nodding to her words I kiss Andrea's head as she chews on my finger
"I love you .." turning to Tanika I give her a side embrace "hopefully it won't be long, I'll get you home" her hand gripping mine.
"I know you will" now leaving the bitter sweet moment.
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Upon arriving back home my phone vibrates with a message, a video. Upon opening the video I see the dancer from the club, cuts above her brow and a bloodied lip
"You have one hour princess" the video ending. Racing to Junoesque, I run from the car though the doors to a a group of Russians, dancers on their knees but only mine was bloodied and bruised.
"Your favorite no ?" His accent highlighted, his face usually smooth now covered with a beard
"You look rough Viktar, what's the matter ? Russians can't even afford to buy you a razor ?" A fist pounds my temples causing my head to shake as I laugh to the sounds of the girls cries
"You think your so funny Princess !" His fists clenched at his sides
"No .." my head shaking "I'm fucking hilarious" rolling my head back to laugh when a fist collides with my head again spliting my lip, spitting blood to the floor. My head begins to be pulled skyward as he clenches my jaw
"I wouldn't joke if I was you .. After all this is your execution" Throwing my head away, my eyes connect with the dancer.
"Don't look to her princess, she can't save you" a single tear rolls from her unaffected eye, stirring a long distant memory. Her head sways with punches and I find myself trying to come to her aid when I'm pulled back by my hair
Tsk tsk "after everything I told you, you really think you can save her ?" My hand struggles to wrap around his when he scrags my head to the left and I grunt. His hands frame my face forcing my eyes to focus.
Her lips move and I find myself struggling to hear her words
"It's okay Emilie I wasn't to live this long ... its okay" I look to her eyes when the memories escape the dam.
The young girl filled by a Russian, her teary and fearful eyes holding mine.
"The other I slit his throat.."
"I know.." my eyes fall to my father "the young maid told me"
"Is she okay ?" Wiping my running nose as he nods.
"She's gone to work with the girls", I nod as the scene flashes before my eyes
"You .."
" Está bien, no debería haber vivido tanto, gracias princesa."(It's okay, I shouldn't have lived that long, thank you) Her neck bare before me grows a deepening gash as blood begins to spill to the floor. The girls scream as my eyes water, chaos ensuing as some break free. My fists balling as I drive my elbow into his thigh, Grunting and caught of guard I take his legs from under him freeing the gun at his belt and the blade from his calf.
Biting into the neck of his flash I shot at his men that guard the door allowing the girls to break free, turning my attention to Viktar
"To say your some assassin you really are dumb.." the blade kissing at his cheek bone as his skin tickles
"You see the girl over there that you just brutally murdered ?" Stabbing my knife into his shoulder and twisting
"Her name was Hanna, she's Makails fiancé" my twisted smile broadens to his one of disbelief "Where's little piggy going to go now ?" Pulling free the knife created a gap between me and him, one in which he used knocking me from atop. The last thing I see is Luka blaze through the doors with Leonardo and Angelo at wither side.
"Emilie !" Luka kneels to my side "we need you home"
"What why ?" My eyes look alarmed as I flick my glance between the brothers
"It's Nico, we can't find him"
YOU ARE READING
Mafia's Assassin
ActionTHIS BOOK IS DARK AND VIOLENT. SOME SCENES MAY BE DISTURBING, MATURE THEMES PRESENT THROUGHOUT. ***this book has gone through some storyline changes from chapter 6 onwards *** ~~ Places, names and locations are made up throughout. Google translate...
