Mafia Lover

Chap. 12 We were drunk pt.1

"Clumsy!"

Mercy had shouted towards the young police officer, as she heard the gun being shot from her direction. Clumsy down then back at Mercy and gave her a closed eyed smile. The other police officers in the area with them all stared as well. None knowing what to do.

"heh...sorry I tripped"

Clumsy said with a quirky tone. She had her gun in hand and tripped on her own two feet. This causing her to accidently pull the trigger and shoot a bullet to the wall of the police department. Mercy sighed at Clumsy's foolishness and we'll clumsy act. Mercy couldn't risk having someone hurt, especially with the whole mafia situation. She needed all the officers she could get.

While that was going on in the police station, back at the Mafia mansion after getting their coffee which was somewhat difficult. They walked back to his office setting their things down.

"Do you ever leave your base? Besides just today?"

Chara asked as she sat back down on the chair which was directly placed in front of Ronnie's desk. Taking sips of her coffee.

"yes."

"But don't you gotta stay hidden? You are very wanted."

She said with emphasis on the 'very', trying to get her point across.

"Okay...? No one even knows what I look like. Everyone having their own damn descriptions of me, with not one even close."

Ronnie said as he set his coat on the couch, walking over to his desk and sitting on his chair . Placing his feet upon the desk and leaning back.

"damn you're right...but I doooo~"

Chara said with a taunting voice, though it almost sounded like a threat. Daring to speak of the truth, telling upon who was the mafia boss.

"And If you tell anyone, that'll be the last given interaction you have."

"uh...heh yeah no thanks I'm good."

Chara said, shaking off that threat.

Several weeks had passed by, almost close to a month to be exact. Chara was starting to get used to being in the mansion, knowing her way through things mostly. Though being around the clients was still somewhat difficult. Ronnie on the other hand was actually behaving a bit different, more open you could say. He had probably already grown accustomed to Chara. Both would head out for some coffee whenever Chara would ask, Ronnie being more talkative as well. They've grown quite close and more friendly towards one another. Though that doesn't mean Ronnie still didn't terrify Chara, he was still a deadly Mafia boss and knew when to be stern and serious and most of the times intimidating.

Mercy on the other hand wasn't having much of the others luck. For obvious reasons being, she still hasn't put down the mafia. Though there has been some progress. From time to time, Mercy had noticed some suspicious activity, she hired more spies who were able to give some Intel. This leading to Chara and Ronnie having to be more careful when heading out for just some coffee. On the other hand, Mk had been able to relax Mercy more, along with assuring her that everything would be fine. This being said, the Mafia's were having it easy, the cops were okay but frustrated.

Chara was sitting down on Ronnie's desk drawing on a sheet of paper he gave her to occupy herself. She heaed the doors of the mansion swing open, as several footsteps could be heard. She got up, walked to the door and peaked her head through to see what was going on. Ronnie had just came back from a job and was now apparently dragging a...body? A live one too. He noticed Chara and dropped the body for the guards to carry it to the destination they were told.