The Mafias Reaper

Alice

It has been one year, eight months, and 16 days since I "met" Emma Rosllie. Two weeks before I randomly bumped into her in a bar, I was in a meeting with the New Jersey FBI's superintendent, Jackson Miller, my supervisor Joe Hanlon, and a technician who created my new identity.

"Our mission is to have Special Agent Spada befriend Emma Rosllie and work her way into the mafia. Emma frequently visits a bar named..."

my supervisor looked at the file in front of him.

"The wild rover. Alice, I trust that you are able to figure something out. This mission is going to be run completely by you. The bureau will pay for your new apartment as well as the necessities, but the goal is for you to move into the compound fairly quickly."

I nod and my mind starts to run scenarios as to how I can befriend Emma. From her files, she is a soft and sweet thing, like a baby bird. If I protect her, she will be mine. Easy.

"As for your new identity, we have scrubbed your employment records as well as your parts of your past and filled in the parts so you don't set any alarms off when they do a background check. This is your new identity, study it, and don't forget it."

he hands me a file and I put it on top of Emma's file.

"Thank you, I won't let the bureau down."

They promptly nod and leave the room, leaving me alone. I let out a breath and felt the weight of the fact that if I slipped up even a little bit, I could ruin this mission and end up in a shallow grave somewhere. 

Alex is 36 years old and extremely protective of his 22-year-old sister. When her happiness or safety is threatened, he gets trigger-happy. I have to figure out how to make a big impression on Emma to where she trusts me and wants to see me again. I shake the thoughts from my head head out of the conference room and head back to my desk. 

I decided to clean it out since I'm not going to be using it for a while or I may never come back. I start laughing at that thought, realizing that this is such a fucked up and morbid thing, im cleaning out my desk so that when I die somebody doesn't have to take the time to clean it out.

"You laughing like you going crazy, did you get fired?" my friend Allysia asks. She comes and sits on my desk and grabs my face so I look at her. 

She gives me a sad smile, "What's going on babe? Why are you cleaning out your desk?" 

I look her dead in the eyes, "Because when I die, I don't want you to have to clean it out for me. That would suck for you." 

As if it was designed by destiny, her partner Tony walks up and freezes, " your going to die?" he asks with mock concern. 

I look up at him and shake my head, " your looking at the very close future best friend of Emma Rosllie." 

 He laughs and tells me that I'm most definitely going to die, "With your mouth, Alex won't even flinch when he pulls the trigger." 

my eyebrows shoot up and I gasp. " Are you fucking serious right now? This is for real, In two weeks I'm supposed to bump into her at a bar and become her best friend. then move in to the compound with her. Ok? I'm leaving my entire life behind and could legitimately die. The only way for Joe to know if I'm alive is a chalk mark on an ally next to the grocery store. This isn't a joke, Tony." I scoff and walk away. I'm scared and I haven't had time to process this fully.

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After I unpack my things, I head to the bar. Walking the ten minutes is agony, all I can think about is how I am going to fail. When I finally get there, I wipe my sweaty palms on my jeans and gather myself. I walk in and immediately locate Emma, she is sitting with another blonde woman at the bar. 

From the looks of things they are in a disagreement, Emma shakes her head and the blonde woman gets up from her stool and heads straight for me. She walks around me and exits the building. I look back at Emma, she looks mad as she looks at her drink and downs it.

When I feel a pair of eyes watching me I do a quick look around and lock eyes with Tony. He's wearing a loose button-down shirt and jeans. His hair is messy and his eyes are dark. My eyes widen and my lips part, my anxiety rises. He must see my anxiety because he gives me a smirk and nods towards Emma as if giving me a nudge. Without thinking my body started to walk over to where she was sulking and looking at her empty glass. 

I go up to the bar where she is and try to get the attention of the bartender and nock into her acting as if someone pushed me.

 "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, Are you alright?" I ask her with fake sincerity since I know that she is fine. 

She looks up at me with wide eyes full of surprise, " oh its ok, I'd rather you bump into me than a horny guy." we both laugh. 

I smile at her and ask if I can buy her a drink as an apology. She kindly declined and I shook my head laughing, "OK well how about this, whats your favorite song right now?"

 She looked at me confused and grabbed her phone opened her Spotify, went through a few playlists, and then showed me a song. "This is my current favorite, I really connect with it." I smile, thankful that it is a song I actually know. 

"OK, sounds good." I walk towards the stage, I tell the man at the booth what song I want to sing and he nods. Soon after I got on the stage, there was a countdown on a small screen of when the song was going to start. I started to sing the opening lines to weird people when the countdown was at one, and then the music started. 

After the opening line, I watched as Emma's eyes widened and she was filled with excitement. I sang the first verse on the stage but when the tempo picked up I stepped down off the stage and made my way to her. I grabbed her hand and made her stand up and dance with me. I then went into the larger crowd and started dancing and people joined in. Pretty soon everybody in the bar was dancing.

When the song was over, I gave the mic back to the man at the booth and Emma came up behind me and hugged me, " Oh my god, you're so good. Come on let's get drinks!" 

As she was dragging me back to the bar, I found Tony again, he smiled at me and gave me the      A-OK symbol with his hand, I rolled my eyes and followed Emma. By the time we got to the bar, LAMFO and Lil Jon's "shots" started playing and the bartender was pouring a long line of shots.

 The girls at the bar started taking them and Emma handed me two and asked how many I could do before throwing up. And after that it was on, combined we ended up taking 23 shots. With a total of 13, I won by a landslide. Somehow we ended up dancing in the bar with a bunch of people. At some point, we left the bar and found our way to Emma's apartment, because when I woke up, I was in a room I didn't recognize. I looked around the room with a slight hangover, and in the corner of the room, a man sat in the chair. And that was my first encounter with Alex Rosllie.