Chapter 7 No games here

The whole place was plunged into darkness. Wade could still hear the panicky cries of the bar goers, chaotic footsteps and what seemed like people knocking over furniture. 

What was more important was that he couldn't hear him. He couldn't hear Vincenzo Luciano. His eyes slowly adjusted to the dark, squinting as he tried to detect Vincenzo. However in the next second just as he detected him, Wade's mouth was covered by a large hand and he was pulled into the darkness, until his back hit the wall. Wade gasped. 

He pulled the hand away from his mouth and scolded, 

"Hey! Luciano, no games here! If you want to fight, let's do it fair and square. Attacking me in the dark, what kind of gentleman are you?"

By now, Wade's eyes have fully adjusted to the dark. He saw Vincenzo Luciano standing in front of him. 

Wade was cautious, on high alert. What was Vincenzo up to and who was the one shooting in the bar? 

"Fair and square? You lot aren't what you preach. Hypocrite," Vincenzo said in a low voice. 

"Don't accuse cops. We are better than what you think. We enforce justice and bring criminals like you to get the punishment you deserve," Wade retorted. 

The sounds out there increased as they heard a few gunshots. 

"Shush!" Vincenzo pressed a finger against Wade's lips, shutting him up. He didn't want to hear Wade blabber on about some justice or bringing criminals to justice. 

Wade gulped. The soft finger with a few callous brushed against his lips, causing Wade to tighten his stomach and steady his breath. 

"Luciano, you-"

"Shut up," Vincenzo said in a warning tone. 

Wade plied his hand off his mouth and glared daggers at him. 

"What are you playing, Luciano? What is going on?" Wade guessed that someone else was attacking the bar. And that someone must be Vincenzo Luciano's enemy. He could sense the hostility in the air. 

"I want to know what you are here for, officer. Castello is my territory. Authorities wouldn't dare to take a step in here but you, officer, are very brave to do so," Vincenzo said, his tone a little unfriendly.

"Then I should thank you for the praise. What I'm doing here probably has something to do with you. Whoever is out there doesn't seem like he's agreeing with you marking your territory," Wade replied sarcastically. 

Vincenzo arched a questioning brow and smiled, a chilling wicked smile that didn't sit quite well with Wade.

I'm going to arrest this bastard one day, he thought to himself. But not today. Today he was at a disadvantage. 

"Do you happen to know someone named Edward Mattson?" Wade asked. 

The sounds of footsteps approaching them was getting louder and louder yet the two men were rather calm and had time for chit chat. 

"Edward Mattson? Sounds familiar," Vincenzo said casually.

Since this Mafia wants to play some games with him, then he will accompany him! Wade wasn't one to back down on challenges. He walked towards Vincenzo, smiling as if he could read someone's mind. 

"I want to speak with one of your men. My witness saw him talking with one of your men. It's hard to say that you have nothing to do with him, right? The man seen with him should be your second in command," Wade said. 

Although Wade was cautious with Vincenzo, he tried his best to act friendly and approachable. After all, he needed to solve the case. Vincenzo will just have to wait until he bursts his gang open and kick their asses to jail.

So Wade played it cool. He leaned casually against the wall. 

If Vincenzo wanted to take him down, it would be hard to as the darkness would at least incapacitated half his abilities. 

"Oh?" Vincenzo raised an eyebrow. Usually, no one dares to talk to him in this tone. Let alone boldly demand to interrogate one of his men. 

"I should applaud you and your kind for your sense of 'justice'. You deemed people guilty based on what you see. Officer, is that how you climb the ranks?" Vincenzo's reply was cold and sarcastic.

Your kind? Why did it sound like Vincenzo hated police so much, like it was personal? 

Wade was kinda curious. 

"I started out as a patrol officer for your information," Wade said coldly. "As for whether they are innocent or not, the law will judge them accordingly. There's evidence that your men was last seen with Edward Mattson," 

As they were talking, a man dressed in black came around the metal shelves and pointed a gun in their direction. However before he could pull the trigger, a loud BAAM was heard. 

"Shit, did you just kill a man in front of me?! You're gonna get charged for that, don't you know?" Wade teased him, knowing that since he came here undercovered, there was no way these people were coming for him. 

"Why do you think I care?" Vincenzo pulled the trigger again, not sparing a glance to the second assassin who came around the shelf with a gun. The body collapsed to the ground, dead with a hole to his head. 

Accurate shot, Wade said inwardly. 

The shots fired by Vincenzo attracted the rest of the assassins. Wade was about to talk back when shots were heard.

"He's over there! Be careful! Shoot him!" 

"Kill him! The boss said that he must be killed tonight! If we fail, we must blow it up!"

Oh fuck, did that meant that the entire bar is surrounded by explosive? 

Wade didn't expect the situation to become worse like this. Why did he feel like he had jumped from the frying pan into a fire? 

Bullets rained on them as Vincenzo and Wade hid behind the metal shelves, the glasses on the shelves were broken and shattered by the bullets. Wine spewed from the bottles.

Vincenzo glanced at the reflection on the floor. He counted at least ten people armed with guns. 

"Officer, are you going to stand there and let me do the fighting?" 

"Why should I join in? They are after you," Wade stubbornly said. "Besides, who was the one who tried to kill me earlier on?" He reminded him of the handcuffs incident.