Gold. Золото everything. And red... and green. That damned man knew too much. Mafia looked in the mirror of the room she was housed in. She had been дана a green dress with Золото seams. Why? She didn't know, but unless she was on a mission she had been дана nothing but dresses to wear.

She sighed, "Its only been a месяц and I never realized how much I'd miss them. All of them. Even Alex's stupid cockiness, and Rene's tackling. или even Babylon's sulking. или Ashley agreeing with Twan on some nut job idea."
She run a nail on the mirror, "Is it worth it? These 3 years? To know the truth?" But it was an unnecessary question. Cadmus needed closure, even if it was not what she wanted to hear.

She was angry and frustrated! She hated this! Being locked up, not doing anything but stare in a mirror!
Suddenly she heard a scream. It was too high pitched to be a man, but not deep enough to be a woman's. What was it?

Mafia grabbed her gun from her постель, кровати and yanked her door open with all the force she could muster. She ran down the hall her red locks and green dress flew behind her. At the end of the hall were 2 men dragging a little girl, maybe 8 years of age. And the way she looked pained her. It was a little redhead, with bright eyes that were beat to tears that feel down her pale face. If it reminded her of anyone, it was herself.

"HEY! HEY! Put down that girl!" she shouted. The men froze as they saw the green clad redhead marching towards them, her gun aimed at them. "Did Ты not hear me!? I сказал(-а) put her down!Come here, child! Behind me!" But the girl didn't respond, she didn't know Russian. Mafia tried english Далее and the little girl ran for her life behind Mafia, hiding,

A thunderous voice boomed from behind them all, "ALL FOUR OF YOU! IN MY OFFICE! IDIOTS!"

The little redhead cowered behind her and Mafia picked her up, moving to hide the little girls face in her chest. This was all too familiar. And she'd have none of it, "Why is this girl here?! I know Ты do human trafficking! but this!"

The man smiled coldly, "Its supply and demand, Cadmus."

"She's only a child!"

"So were you."

Mafia froze, and her lips curled into a snarl, her fangs exposed. Mafia stood before his steel desk, holding the shaking girl as the 2 men flanked each of her sides.

"My dear Cadmus, your family.. they had many options. And your.. eh lovely.. mother, would do anything for you. Her child."

Mafia growled again, holding the girl closer to herself, she didn't like where this was headed.

"Allow me to Показать Ты an option they chose to avoid, when it came to their precious daughter." He waved his large hand, and Mafia felt the little girl get wrenched from her arms, "NYET!" she shouted trying to grab her back. The little girl was fighting with all the energy she had, before being slammed into the floor. Mafia's hands got pinned behind her back and the man grabbed a fistful of her hair and positioned her head to look at the scared little girl.

Mafia screamed as one of them men pointed a gun at the girl, and tried to pull from his grip, but she wasn't fast enough. Mafia froze . The little girl was no longer moving, eyes open with fear. Blood poured from the wound in her head.

Mafia didn't fail to realize why her parents chose themselves over her.She felt him let go of her and she rushed forward,cradling the girl in her arms.

All thoughts raced her mind, she knew what her parents left like. To lose a child. They'd never live. Hell, if Mafia ever had a child, she could have looked just like the dead child in her arms.

She whimpered, this..this wasn't happening! She couldn't let this slide. Not this! She couldn't defy him. They made an honor bound pact made in blood. And she knew she couldn't dishonor that. But she had some conscious! Ты can't kill a child and get away with it! She was so lost. Then she did something she hadn't done since they день she watched her parents die.

She prayed.