Chapter 3

"You shouldn't have done that to him" I furrowed my brows at Tyron, we were in the warehouse walking through the hallway, Alonso had summoned for me.

"Aren't you gonna say something?" I stopped walking and faced him, I was mad at him.

When Tyron barged in on Lorenzo and me, he didn't give us a chance to explain, instead, he charged immediately at Lorenzo, I could see the rage in Lorenzo's eyes when Tyron landed a punch right across his face but at the same time, he was trying to control himself. I yelled at Tyron to stop but he didn't listen. He kept on fighting, poor Lorenzo was defending himself while Tyron was mostly attacking.

"What did you think I would expect when you were in nothing but your underwear and a t-shirt? I thought he did something" Tyron folded his arms

"Yes, he did something. He treated my fucking wound" I hissed at him

"I had no idea"

"Don't you know who I am? I'm more than capable of taking care of myself" I walked away from him.

Tyron was one of my uncle's most trusted men, he was loyal to the core. I've known Tyron since I was born. He was born into a poor family. Desperate to get a good life, he worked hard to get into the university and he eventually got a good-paying job but when the recession hit, he was dropped, his wife took their daughter and left when he could no longer provide for the family... this shattered Tyron, he started stealing to survive, my father saw his condition and decided to help him since then, he had always been grateful and swore to serve Scarface to the end. Tyron served my father for years until he died and Alonso took over.

I should've taken over when my father died but I wasn't around because everyone thought I was also dead but that's not the main reason. Scarface had been running for decades and a woman has never ruled, even if she was the firstborn or the only child. So, even if I wanted to take over, a good amount of people would refuse. This rule was bullshit to me and also to my father, that's why he wanted to change all of that but sadly he's gone.

I wouldn't fight my uncle for any title, I already feel indebted to him, he took me in and cared for me like I'm his own so I'm forever grateful to him.

"You asked for me" I stood in front of Alonso in his office. He was a man in his mid-fifties. He had curly black hair with a hint of a few grey hairs on it. Warren was already in his office, he was sitting on the couch playing a game on his phone.

"wait for Bianca, Kayden and Melinda, I also sent for them" he spoke, his voice showing no emotion. I was happy when he called those names, that means they survived the police.

"we're here" Bianca and the rest strode in.

"Good, now we can begin" Alonso got up from the chair and sat in front of the desk. "Warren!" he shot him an emotionless yet scary face.

"Chill" Warren turned off the phone. Alonso was a scary man but Warren never showed any sign of fear to him even though I know deep down he was scared of him.

"The police showing up last night wasn't any coincidence, we were secretive about this, no one knew of this smuggling except you 5 and a few other men" Alonso spoke staring at each one of us

"Exactly as I thought, there's a rat in the building" I contributed

"but who was it?" Alonso threw a rhetorical question. "we must find the rat and I'm handing over the task to you five, you're my perfect team, if you find anything suspicious tell me immediately otherwise you're automatically an accomplice"

Alonso looked at everyone but we had nothing to say "no questions? Good! Leave my office" he ordered. They all left but I remained

"you have your suspicions, don't you?" I folded my arms

"Yes, I do" He smirked at me, Whenever Alonso had a suspicion, it always turned out to be right.

"Tell me" I spoke in an authoritative tone

"Not yet darling. Tyron and I are still working on it" He went back to his seat.

I stood there thinking. The culprit is always the person you least expect. Bianca would never do such a thing, she was born into Scarface, our grandfathers were close friends and so were our dads and now we were besties, she was only three days older than me. Scarface was her family.

Kayden was only 18 years old, we attended the same Kindergarten, primary and secondary school. He was introduced to Scarface by Warren when he could no longer support himself. He was an orphan and his cousin accused him of raping her which made his aunt throw him out of the house. I still remember the look on his face when he saw I was part of Scarface.

Warren doesn't have much of a story, he's just a 19-year-old bad boy who wanted lots of cash which drove him into crime. His parents became tired of his lifestyle, so, they chased him out of the house several times. The last time they did he never returned home, he came across Tyron who introduced him to Alonso and was initiated into the gang. Now, he's basking in cash.

Melinda was also 19, she was scared of Alonso, she knows ruthless he can be, she wouldn't dare to do anything stupid. Melinda doesn't have much of a story, she's the daughter of one of the members here. Her mother got initiated and she took her daughter along.

"At least a hint?" I tried to get Alonso to speak.

"Nope" He picked up a book

"Fine" I groaned, walking out of the office, thinking... who could it be?