Mafia's Missing Murderer.

36. Lots of People owe me favors.

Luciana Point of View:

"I don't know why you three decided to stay, instead of flying home with the rest of the family", I asked while I stared at the GPS on my phone.

Lorenzo was driving the car the American Mafia let me borrow, while Alexander and Alessio were in the backseat.

"I'm not going to leave you alone in New York while you hunt down Mia", Lorenzo announced.

"I'm pretty sure I can do this alone", I replied.

"Did you forget you massacred her entire family?", Alessio said,"... Almost her entire family."

I sighed, "How could I forget such a minor detail."

"After we finish this, we should go to a few parties", Alessio explained," I heard the clubs around here have some of the best."

He handed me his phone. There was an advertisement for 'The Lucky Clover.' They claimed to have celebrity guests every night.

I scoffed and handed his phone back to him," That place isn't what it seems. And they have a massive rat infestation."

"How do you know? You aren't even old enough to be allowed inside", Alessio interrogated.

"Take the next left", I informed Lorenzo.

"Are you going to answer him?"Lorenzo asked.

I sighed, realizing I had no choice but to answer, "I know a guy who was excellent at making fake IDs. When I had rough nights, I would often pay The Lucky Clover a visit."

"I doubt the bartenders would actually serve you", Alessio chuckled.

"They would, if I threw a few extra fifties in their tip jar", I muttered.

It didn't take us much longer to reach the familiar street that my apartment building was on. Once we were out of the car, I realized how much it stood out. It looked like a nickel among a pile of pennies.

"Well, this is it. Home Sweet Home", I announced as I opened the door to my apartment.

Before I could go inside, Lorenzo's hand was placed upon my shoulder, "That door wasn't locked."

I jerked myself forward, out of his grasp. "There isn't anyone inside, if that's what you are inferring. My door doesn't have a lock."

I entered my tiny apartment and had a quick glance around. Yup, everything was exactly how I had left it. The only difference now was the small layer of dust on everything.

"Why isn't there a lock on your door?", Alessio asked while Lorenzo looked at the door for the nonexistent lock.

"The landlord is a scumbag", I shrugged.

Alessio took a seat on my sofa," As much as I enjoy seeing your apartment, why did we need to come here?"

"I needed a few things", I explained and went over to my full closet.

I began to carefully drag boxes out until I found the container I was searching for. I placed it on my kitchen table and began to dig through the contents until I found the items I was looking for. I immediately stuffed them into a bag that I also had in the container.

"What is that stuff for?" Alexander questioned.

"I'm going to need to acquire some information if I am going to track Mia down."

I received some puzzled looks from Alessio and Alexander. Lorenzo was too busy digging through my things to pay attention to the conversation.

"Why did you immediately hide the things?", Alexander asked.

I rolled my eyes," If everyone knows everything, it would be pointless to trade anything."

"I don't understand," he muttered.

"If I tell you all the information I am trying to trade, it would be worthless if all four of us knew it."

Lorenzo made a wincing sound as he pulled his hand from one of the boxes I had lying on the floor. Red crimson blood was beginning to drip down the palm of his hand.

"What the hell is in there?", He asked while he used his other hand to try and stop his bleeding.

"Alessio, there is a first aid kit under the bathroom sink", I groaned and threw the bag over my back," Me and Alexander will be leaving now."

"Where do you think you're going?", Lorenzo demanded while Alessio held a towel to his palm.

"Most of the people I am going to visit know you two", I pointed at Alessio and Lorenzo," Alexander is an unknown."

"Do you just expect me to sit here?", Lorenzo angrily asked me.

"Consider it a punishment for getting yourselves kidnapped", I answered.

"She has a point", Alessio chuckled while he returned from the bathroom with the first aid kit.

"I stayed so I could protect her", Lorenzo said," and I cannot protect her if I am sitting in this apartment."

"We can meet at the Lucky Clover in three hours", I announced.

Before they could say anything else, I grabbed Alexander's wrist and started to drag him from my apartment.

"Luciana slow down", He begged.

I realized I had accidentally gone a bit further than I intended. I had kept my tight grip on his wrist until we had reached outside the building instead of just into the hall.

"Sorry", I apologized and let go of his wrist.

I took my bag from my back and placed it on the nearest bench. I took out the items I put inside.

"What are you actually planning on doing?", He curiously asked.

I chuckled," I do not trade information. They either tell me what I want to hear, or die from stubbornness."

I showed Alexander the item I was looking for, it was a pistol wrapped in a cloth.

"Lots of people owe me favors", I explained while placing the gun into my waistband," It's time I went to collect those favors."

I started to walk towards my first stop. I could hear Alexander sigh behind me before he began to follow me. I needed to see Barry first, he was about three miles away.

I didn't bother knocking on his door. I went around back, and slammed the pistol into his glass window. I unlocked the window from the inside and opened the window.

I made Alexander stay outside as I went inside his house.

"You think you would learn to lock your windows by now", I chuckled as I entered his living room. He was sitting on an old sofa with a few more guys.

"They were locked", He grumbled.

"Oh, I thought they were unlocked. Silly me", I frowned and shot each of his friends in the chest, leaving only Barry alive.

He looked at me shocked.

"Don't tell me you forgot when you stole my motorcycle", I asked while pressing the gun to his forehead.

His face paled as he began to nervously stutter," I thou-thought we agreed to put that behind us."

I chuckled," I never agreed to anything." I pressed the gun even harder into his skull. "I know you stole it and probably sold it by now."

"I don't have the money anymore", He admitted," But I can get it."

I shook my head," I'm not after money. I want information."

"Information?"He questioned," On who?"

"Mia Saloman."

He scoffed," I have no idea who that is."

I glared at him," I know you're lying."

He spat in my face, I used the back of my palm to quickly wipe it off.

"Barry... that is the worst thing you could have possibly done", I chuckled," Besides, you still look to the left when you lie."