MAFIA PROTECTION
CHAPTER TWO
VALERIE POV
" Val, take out the trash before you leave," my boss and the owner of the cafe I work in said and I nodded before going back through the kitchen. I walked towards the trash can and I carried it up; always heavy. Where was Alexander when I needed him and besides, he said he was going to be here by 8 and it is 5 minutes past 8 already. I carried out the trash and I dumped it at the assigned dumpster and then I heard something behind me. The place was too dark and I didn't want to turn. I heard it again and I forced myself to run, it is hard when you are curious and want to know what is behind the sound but I ran and I entered through the front door instead of the kitchen. I came face to face with my boss who didn't look so pleased.
"Why are you running and panting like someone who is being chased by a dog?" She asked folding her hands and I knew I had to find an excuse to tell her.
" Oh, it's nothing ma'am, someone called me that she was waiting for me at the e-mart when I closed and I was hurrying so I wouldn't keep her waiting" Her thick eyebrows furrowed and I prayed she didn't find out I was lying.
" Well you are closed for the day so you can go meet your mysterious girlfriend" She said as she walked back into the kitchen.
" I am straight Miss Dion" I shouted after her as I picked up my bag and walked out of the cafe. I checked the time 18 minutes past the hour of 8 and Alexander wasn't here yet. I had called him before I took out the trash. I had called and texted him on different intervals but he hasn't responded yet. I began to walk down the block, taxis were scarce around this area, you had to walk to the e-mart before you could get a taxi and that was where I was headed. I heard a noise again behind me and my heart thumped. The sound repeated again this time nearer and I began to walk as fast as I could. I began to hear footsteps behind me and I felt like running but I decided to play it cool.
My curiosity got the better part of me and I decided to turn back and I saw a man behind me. He was smiling while looking at me and my heart thumped again and I began to run. The footsteps behind me increased in tempo and I turned again. The man behind me was gaining in and the next thing I knew, I hit a brick wall with my face and I fell face down loosing consciousness.
By the time I opened my eyes, I was in a moving Wrangler surrounded by 2 men; my left and right and another in the front passenger seat coupled with the one driving.
" Who are you guys?" I asked, my heart beating erratically.
" Alexander's bitch eh?" The man by my right asked smirking so stupidly that I felt like punching the stupid smirk off his face.
" The boss would be so proud" The one by the left said and I smiled and they looked at me like I was mad.
" Don't you think about playing smart here young lady" The one on my right spoke and I kept on smiling.
" So where are we headed boss?" The one on my right asked the one in the front passenger seat.
"The boss said to meet him at West Bay in pontifico" The guy he asked answered and my heart thumped again. Where would Alexander be by now? What would he be doing? What would he be thinking?.
Suddenly the Wrangler stopped and I heard the first gunshot and the driver's head slumped against the head rest. The guy in the front passenger addressed as boss kept on mutterings cuss words until his own came for him and his head hit the dashboard. I wondered if Alex was here already or there was someone else. The guy by my left was about rushing out when his own came for him and he sprawled out on the car floor. It was as if the men shooting knew where they were. In a situation like this, you would expect me to freak out but this isn't my first time in a situation like this and I kept on smiling, emotionally disarming my captor slowly. The guy by the left flung the Wrangler door open while muttering cuss words and the next thing I knew, he had a gun to my head and it was then that I shivered. We walked a little distance away from the Wrangler and I noticed that we were surrounded by different cars, all had their flash lights on, different men in Black welding huge guns manned each of the cars. I could count up to 30 men out here and then I saw him. Alexander Martini, in all his glory; he looked really hot in his outfit and I felt like.....not now Valerie. The guy's hold on my neck tightened and I felt like throwing up. I looked at Alexander, he was doing the best he could to appear intimidating but I could see what a scared little cat he was right now.
"Who are you and what the fuck do you want?" Alexander's voice spoke out in his usual baritone.
"Sie glauben, Sie könnten unseren Austausch stören und so tun, als wäre nichts passiert?" The guy spoke in a language I couldn't understand, but I could tell he was mad.
"Wir haben es nicht getan, wir hatten einen Maulwurf, einen verdammten Maulwurf beim FBI" I heard Lorenzo reply and I turned to him in surprise, Lorenzo never spoke any other language asides English and Italian.
"Und was geht uns das an?" The guy answered in the same furious tone. Like what in the freaking 7 hells was this guy up to?
"Wir haben unser Bestes getan, um ihn einzudämmen, und jetzt ist das Mädchen nicht schuld. Lassen Sie sie frei, und wir würden Sie gehen lassen, das verspreche ich." I heard Alexander's voice this time and I wondered how much things this guys were keeping away from me.
"Nein, nein, nein, Alexander, dieses Mädchen hier gehört dem Chef. Ich schätze, sie wird mehr Geld einbringen als das, das heute Abend verschwendet wurde." I don't know what Alexander told him but the guys hand tightened the more as he spoke. I was choking and he wasn't even looking at me, oh God is this how I am going to die?
"Ich zähle von 1 bis 10, und wenn Ihre Männer ihre Waffen nicht senken, ist sie erledigt.." The guy said and I noticed Alexander and Lorenzo became tensed and I knew something was wrong.
"Eins," What the hell is this bastard saying?
"Zwei" I noticed Alexander and Lorenzo exchanging eye contacts with the men
"Drei" Wait! Was he counting to ten cos he sucked at it. Oh gosh.
"Vier" Wish there was a fucking way to get out of his hold but there wasn't.
"Fünf" By my calculations now, he should be in the 5th number.
"Sechs" It looked like Alexander was trying to rally his men into dropping their weapons and this guy's hand were kind of loosing up.
"Sieben" Alexander was the first to drop his weapon and Lorenzo followed and then all the men began dropping theirs.
The guy's hand left my neck but the gun was still pointed to my head. Big mistake letting me go mister; I counted to 3 in my mind and I grabbed the gun and....