"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….
"My name is Vincenzo Luciano,"Luciano??!! T..that Luciano??!! He was actually the world's….Wade felt goosebumps crawling up his skin. Vincenzo Luciano, the world's most powerful and wanted criminal, the enigmatic Mafia King, the one who has many gangs working under him, the one whom the FBI and Interpol don't dare to touch, that Vincenzo Luciano?Double shit! Wade only knew one thing at this moment. He was screwed! In his head, Wade was cursing himself for being stupid and clumsy. How could he not know that was Vincenzo Luciano?! This Luciano guy was the one the previous police chief and FBI had been trying to catch. So this was the big criminal that everyone failed to catch? If he could catch him and put him behind bars, then at least half the world would be rid of crime. The man laughed, amusement in his dark eyes. "Officer, you have fallen into my trap. Whatcha gonna do?" Vincenzo continue to let his fingers trailed down Wade's back.Wade shivered, his stomach squeezing on it
Wade crouched behind a wall, a gun strapped to his side. He looked opposite to where his friend and assistant, Mark was and motioned for him to follow him. "Are you sure this is the correct place? I hope we don't get our brains blasted off," Mark grumbled while loading bullets into his gun."What are you talking about? We have the advantage of sneak attack here," Wade said rather arrogantly."Your fighting skills are better than mine. No wonder you can boast," Mark replied matter of factly.Wade ushered Mark and two more men dressed in police uniforms to follow him into the building. Within seconds, gunshots were fired, bullets whizzed through the air in a deadly fight. The air smelt of gunpowder and the metallic scent of blood was noticeable. In the dark night, the place was eerily quiet except for a nightclub that was blaring lights and music in the distance. Wade would have much preferred to put his feet up by the fireplace and munch on a bag of Lays but unfortunately, somethin
"Boss, the suspect is dead!" "Dead!?" Wade quickly rushed to the interrogation room where a doctor tried to perform an emergency rescue. "An ambulance is on the way!" A female officer shouted from behind. Everyone was panicking, doing their best to save the suspect. However, after two minutes, the doctor sighed and shook his head at them. The doctor wiped his sweat and said, "Looks like he died of a heart attack. I'm sorry, Wade,""A heart attack? How did this happen?! Aren't you all on watch!?" Wade turned to the cops who were on duty, furious.The young cops swallowed and glanced at the floor wordlessly. "Chief, our rescue response was very fast. Doctor Howard was here within seconds yet he couldn't save the suspect," Mark tried to intercede for the young cops. He motioned for them to retreat. Whenever the chief was angry, the whole room would be swept into a glacier, cold and scary. "I'm not angry over that. Our lead have been cut off again!" Wade was close to gnashing his te
Somehow, Wade felt like his actions were being watched. He looked around, scanning the nightclub but couldn't find anything. No one dares to walk into Castello like it was a supermarket. Castello was where crime and murder were a common thing. You could never know what tomorrow brings.Even the FBI didn't dare to do anything against the Mafia. Ever since Wade took office, he had dedicated all his time to wiping out criminals.Maybe he was overthinking. As soon as he stepped into the nightclub, there was a strange uneasy feeling in his chest. Mark struck up a conversation with a girl and they began talking happily. The real reason Wade wanted to come here was because he was looking for someone. The previous chief had gave him information that they had a spy in Castello whom he could contact to help find Edward Mattson. The spy had sent an anonymous text message to meet him in this nightclub. Wade figured that it would be better to meet with this spy than go straight to the pharmacy.
"Uh…." Wade was speechless. Was this guy flirting with him?Mark came to his side and nudged Wade from behind, reminding him of their mission. "Thank you for saving my friend. We need to go. It's very late," Mark made up an excuse and tried to signal to Wade with his eyes. Something was wrong. Wade took heed of it and thanked the man again before heading to the door. "You're welcome. Come back again next time. What's your name?" The man asked, his eyes scanning Wade up and down lazily. "Wade," "Wade…." The way his name sounded off this mysterious man's lips sent a tingle up Wade's body. "Nice name. I could say it all day," the man chuckled, his dark eyes gazing at him intensely.Wade laughed awkwardly. No one had ever said such a thing to him. This man was probably just fooling around with him. Once they were out, Wade asked Mark about his findings. "The whole bar is creeping with crazy criminals. We were lucky we didn't get killed! That cute girl said she saw Edward Mattson f