Chapter 5 Oh, dear officer

"Ahhh! Who the hell are yo-" Wade jumped in fright. But when he saw the person who said it, he calmed down. 

When he saw the man looking at him with a smug expression, Wade quickly made an excuse. "I'm lost. S…so I'm looking for the exit,"

"Didn't you leave here hours ago? Why are you back again… ?" The man closed in on Wade, pausing in his sentence to scan Wade's clothing. "In a waiter's uniform?"

Wade knew that his excuse has failed. What was he going to say? Was his identity blown? 

"Missed me that much?" The mysterious man smirked. 

"I..I..," Wade stuttered. With the way the man was looking at him, it looked as if he wanted to eat Wade up. 

"Why don't you guess what's my purpose here?" Wade decided to play it smart. From the looks of it, the mysterious man wasn't a simple person either. 

He could enter the highest floor of the nightclub and mingle with people like John Brandon, Wade began to suspect his identity. 

"Oh, let me guess then. Is there a prize if I guess it correctly?" The man leaned in closer to Wade, towering over him. 

Wade was considered tall at 5 feet 11 inches, much taller than the rest of his colleagues. He guessed that this mysterious man must be at least around 6 feet 1 or 2 inches. In comparison, his muscles were bigger than his, like a person who frequented the gym. 

"Depends on my mood," Wade tried to calm himself down. The man was so near to him that he could feel the latter's warm breath on his cheeks.

Tension hung between the two men, the atmosphere seemed to get colder and colder as Wade stared into the man's dark eyes. Those deep dark eyes seemed like an abyss, pulling him in, calling out to him. 

"You're afraid of being revealed, aren't you, little kitten? What if the real owner of this uniform arrives and ratted you out? Whatcha gonna do?" The man lifted a finger casually and drew a circle on Wade's chest, circling around the name tag - Joshua. 

Wade pushed the man's hand away, laughing, "You won't reveal me,"

"Oh? Why are you so confident?" 

"Because that's the prize. I win, you will keep your mouth shut and pretend that you didn't see me. If I lose, you can state your conditions. What are your conditions?" Wade moved backwards to create some distance between them. 

The man's aura was suffocating and disturbing, almost affecting his thought process. 

"Fine," the man rubbed his palms together in anticipation and grinned. 

"I guess that your purpose here is to…," the man approached Wade once again, a smirk dancing on his thin lips, "To investigate something,"

"That's it?" Wade was almost fearful that he would have figured out his identity. But it turned out to be a simple guess? Phew! He could breathe an air of relief. 

"That's not it,"

Wade looked at the man, wondering if this man had some ulterior motives. He watched cautiously as the man closed the distance between them and whispered to his ear. 

"I know that you are investigating the missing person case of Edward Mattson," 

Wade's eyes widened, fists clenched. He slowly turned to look him in the eyes.

I have to take him down before he reveals my identity, Wade thought to himself.

"So you knew?" Wade laughed heartily to lighten the atmosphere. 

"Does that mean I won?" The man casually ran a hand through his messy auburn hair. 

Wade then noticed a tattoo on the man's neck. He felt like he had seen it before but couldn't remember where.

"Yeah. You're right," Wade smiled, "Oh look! A sexy girl behind you!" He shouted and pointed behind the man. 

The man's eyes moved ever so slightly before Wade launched a sneak attack on him, trying to knock him out by attacking his neck.

However, the man caught Wade's hand in a strong iron grip, pushing Wade against the wall. 

"What an old trick. A three year old child can do better," He chuckled darkly. 

"At least it's not reserved for kids only," Wade taunted him and tried to attack his shin. The man dodged with ease and took out a knife.

"Oh, dear officer, would you like to play another game?" The Mafia asked, twirling a knife in his hands. 

"Game? The only game I know it's sending you to jail," Wade sneakily took out the handcuffs from behind him. He leaped at the man, exchanging blows. 

Wade snatched a glass from the counter and tossed it at the man who dodged it with ease. He picked up a few more glasses and a wine bottle, tossing it at the man. He saw his chance to attack the moment the mysterious man dodged the glass, face turned away.

Too slow, Wade laughed at him in his mind.

Just as Wade was about to handcuff him, the man knocked his wrist, kicking his shin hard. 

The handcuffs fell to the floor. Wade tried to punch him and knock him out, however, the man was much faster than him. He grabbed hold of Wade's wrist. Wade attacked the side of his calf with his foot, but he anticipated that move and dodged it. 

Wade has been attacking while the latter has been taking up a defensive stance. This time, the man switched from defensive to offensive! He landed a blow to Wade's stomach and grabbed hold of his other hand.

Suddenly before Wade knew it, he was spun around and pushed against the wall. He heard a clicking sound from behind, his eyes widening as he realized what it was.

Shit! Did this bastard just handcuffed him?!

"Hey! How dare you -" 

"Handcuffed an officer?" The man laughed wickedly.

Wade's face paled and he froze. Fuck! This bastard tricked him!

"Officer," the man dragged his finger across Wade's lips seductively, "How dare you enter my territory without my permission?" 

"Y-you," Wade's body shook with rage. Who was this man?! His fighting skills were obviously better than his, yet he had been pretending all along!

"You must be curious about me. Well then, let me tell you my name," His fingers caressed the curve in Wade's back, sending a shiver down his spine.

Wade felt something sinister and ominous creeping up his skin. He couldn't see the man's face but he could feel the increasing murderous aura in the air. 

"My name is Vincenzo Luciano,"

Luciano??!! T..that Luciano??!! He was actually the world's….