Chapter 1

I stood by the seashore with my hoodie on, my face barely showing, waiting for our boat to come in. Beside me was Warren or as we would like to call him War because he was hot-headed, there was Kayden, we had been friends since childhood, as for Melinda, we're just acquaintances, I don't seem to flow easily with her and then, there was Bianca, my best friend since childhood, we got separated at some point but that's another story for later. There was also a huge truck behind us with Federico who appeared to be in his early fifties waiting in the driver's seat.

"This is taking much longer than it should" Warren groaned.

"Dude, relax, they'll be here soon" Kayden put the cigarette in his mouth and blew a puff of smoke into the cold air.

"Bullshit" Warren isn't one to be patient, he always wanted things to be done quickly which sometimes puts our plan in jeopardy. I always go by the saying; slow and steady wins the race but this was frustrating me, we'd been here for more than 30 minutes, it was almost 2 am and it was damn cold, I don't blame Warren for being all grouchy.

"Are you sure they're even coming, they told us they'll be here fifteen minutes ago" Melinda rested her hand on Kayden's shoulder

"Something's wrong" I finally spoke up. They all stared at me expecting to hear more

"What do you mean?" Bianca asked

"They always keep to time... I'm having a bad feeling, it's better we return to the warehouse" I suggested

"Alonso's going to kill us if we don't bring a truck full of narcotics" Melinda spoke. "I suggest we wait more" she added

"Ye.. yeah! I agree with her" Warren supported Melinda.

"Cowards" I hissed at them. I didn't plan on waiting there longer than five minutes, if they don't show up, I'm leaving with or without the group.

We waited a little bit longer. I was about to break the silence, but my phone rang out. They all stared at me, curious about who was calling.

"It's Alonso" I informed them.

"We're screwed" Melinda bit her nails, she was the coward in the group, makes me wonder how she got in here in the first place.

"What's up?" I answered the call

"Police! That's what's up.. y'all should get the fuck out of there, they've found your location and heading towards you as we speak" Alonso warned from over the phone.

"Fuck!" I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat as I hung up the call.

"The police-" I screamed for them to hear me, but before I could finish my sentence there were blaring sirens, the police were already here. Three police cars showed up, they came out with guns in their hand.

"RUN!!!" Bianca screamed her lungs out.

I ran as fast as I could, we all got separated. We couldn't get into the truck because the police already surrounded it but Federico won't give in so easily, he started the vehicle engine and ran over the cops, they shot multiple times at the car but that didn't stop Federico, this certainly wasn't his first rodeo.

The police split, trying to catch each one of us. I could feel the adrenal rush as the police were chasing me, honestly, I was enjoying it, this wasn't my first time running from the police, I'd gotten used to it. I belong to Scarface, one of the biggest Mafias in the country, my uncle, Alonso Cattaneo was the leader. The police had been trying for ages to hunt us down but we were always two steps ahead of them until today when we were trying to smuggle in drugs. I believe someone tipped them off, we'd have to find the snitch who broke the omerta code because this can't be some sort of coincidence but as of now, I needed to get into safety.

The police chased me down into the city on foot, he even shot the back of my thigh but that didn't slow me down, it was painful as hell but I had a high pain tolerance. I eventually lost sight of the police when I got into an abandoned alley, I had no idea where I was, everywhere was dark except the dim street light which shun on the ground.

"Please.. let me go" a middle-aged man who knelt in the middle of some men pleaded for his life. A young boy who seemed to be of my age pulled the trigger on the man.

"Shit!" I didn't know when I said that out loud, they all turned to me, the look on their faces showed I was going to be next. I would've fought them but the wound on my thigh won't let me so I took to my heels and they pursued me... now I have the police and some gangsters chasing after me.. just great!

I ran to wherever my feet could take me, somehow I landed outside of a club, I bumped into the most handsome man I'd ever seen. He was about six feet tall, he had sapphire blue eyes, light brown hair, sharp jawline and a muscularly built body. He was just perfect.

"Woah! Slow down there" His deep voice rung into my ears

"What's your name?" He asked but I remained silent, his eyes trailed down my body like he was accessing me until he saw my shot bleeding thigh "what happened to you?" He asked, before I could answer, those gangsters showed up, they were walking towards us

"That's the girl, kill her" one of the men shouted, they started running towards us

"Help me" I managed to let out, I didn't like asking for help but I was feeling too weak, I'd lost some blood... I needed to be treated.

The man didn't say a word, instead, he grabbed my hand as tight as he could and pulled me to run with him.