Gangsters
by Lindsay O'Brien
Okay just a word of warning before I start this. It is long and not quite finished yet, but it will be one day. Soon. Probably. Hopefully. Anyway I apologise to anybody I insult especially if they happen to be genuine gangsters.
Part one
Lissa
Cianni sighed as she pulled yet another sheet of figures towards her. Her skills
at bookkeeping were possibly the only reason her father kept her she thought
wryly. Suddenly the door flew open and a huge dark haired man filled the
doorway. Lissa opened her mouth to scream and in a flash the huge man was behind
her, covering her mouth with his hand. A tall man appeared in the doorway and
Lissa's heart skipped a beat as she recognised Christopher Marchessi, the
youngest, and most attractive in her mind, of the notorious Marchessi brothers.
'Not that he'd ever look in my direction,' thought Lissa, 'and why am I thinking
thoughts like that at a time like this!' Chris stood in front of the desk
considering her with narrowed blue eyes. He punched the fat guy next to him.
"I
thought you said she worked late on Wednesday nights Ralphus." Snarled
Chris.
"I
did. She does." Whined Ralphus, holding his arm, "I dunno what the
broad is doing here on Thursday." Chris turned his head slowly and glared
at Ralphus before walking round the desk. Leaning against it he gazed down at
Lissa.
"That
can't be comfortable hmm? If Dionico removes his hand, promise you won't
scream." He said. Lissa nodded her head in agreement.
"Okay."
Chris looked sharply at Dionico. "Okay Dionico move your hand." He
repeated with a note of irritation in his voice. Dionico moved away and joined
Ralphus in methodically searching the filing cabinets. They soon found what they
were looking for.
"Ready
boss." Growled Dionico from the doorway.
"Yep,"
replied Chris still staring at Lissa, "Guess you'll have to come with
us."
"What!"
exclaimed Lissa as she realised he was talking to her.