#A PHONE CALL#

ALEX'S POV

I pulled on a white pull over with navy blue jeans and sneakers then find myself walking around his mansion I mentally familiarize with this place. The looks his men gave didn't bother me the slightest until I see him opening a door across from me. Mythias, looking good as usual dismisses a guy with butter coloured hair and another guy I recall from before.

"Jake!" I say as he nears me with a brilliant smile and we greet each other.

"I See, Mythias is keeping you close."

"Umm, not as close as he would like to think" I reply giving a small smile as Mythias himself comes out to the corridor after butter-head leaves.

"What do you mean..." Mythias asks while narrowing his light eyes towards me. I swear this would've been yet another time where god has saved my ass; that being the phone rang inside his office I assumed as I slip past and run to answer it.

I could feel Mythias right behind me so I grab the phone from the desk and stand atop of the table. From there I climb the floor to ceiling, wall built, book shelf. Each rack size was huge. Well enough to hoist my heavy self into. I give a grin and sit cross legged toppling a few books at their heads but they dodged and kept silent.

Mythias and Jake both shake their heads slowly one last time as I answer the incoming call.

Silence followed as I thought to myself maybe the phone got cut but a throat being cleared on the other side has me raising my eyebrows. I look down to Jake who mysteriously disappeared and a beyond pissed Mythias glaring daggers.

"Who is this?" A hoarse voice echoes loudly making my ears bleed.

"One of The Black Anarchy and you" I ask swiftly as Mythias paces back and forth.

"I want to speak business with Mr. Pierceson."

"He's currently not available and specifically told me to wait for your call."

"Mr. Pierceson always has time for an ally such as me so-"

"Who do you think you are? His call-girl?" I blabber out rather confidently to which Mythias looks up to me with an expression in which words cannot explain themselves.

"Make sure you come with, I'd like to meet you personally..."

"Sure. Name the place and I promise we'd be there." I state while dangling my legs and smirk down at Mythias when Jake returns with a ladder. The man gives me an address and states his mafia "The Silent Shadows" before ending the call. The name sketches itself into my memory when out of rage Mythias throws a chair straight at the shelf I sat upon and it shook.

Jake's eyes widen and walks out with the ladder closing the door behind him as Mythias pulls out his gun aiming it precisely at me. I pout and cross my arms; a habit I picked up on when getting threatened or when challenged.

"Calm down. You wouldn't dare, I know where the meet-up is..." I say in a childlike tone.

"You think I can't call back and-" Before he finishes his sentence I slam the phone on the wooden shelf wall to which the phone breaks and falls to the ground in pieces.

"We both know that was a 'burner phone' you only get one with a number like theirs." I state looking down and realizing how far up I was. I wasn't planning to jump and end up twisting my knees or something.

"Tell me the address Alex, Now"

"Nope, by the way they're expecting me."

"How would they know who the fuck you are? Just tell me the god damn address. Last chance."

"Okay" I shrug and shift a little forward, just a little more weight forwards and I will be flying... down to the floor. "Catch me." Was all I breathed out and before I know it I feel is his steel grip holding me steady as if he expected it.

I open my eyes and he speaks almost instantly still holding me firmly.

"Address"

"What's to stop you from killing me after?" I ask as I cock my head to the side pulling his right hand which held his gun, between us. He leans back on the desk and holds me with one arm while my legs hugged his torso.

"You're right...absolutely nothing." He states while I trace the veins that bulged from his arm to his hand. His grip was iron so I slowly pull each his fingers off the gun and was surprised he let me. And so I inspect the brand of the gun itself. It was one of a kind indeed.

"Go get yourself ready at 8 and we'll wait for you"

"Thought you'd prefer taking another bitch instead of the one in front of you. After all, how would he know?" I say when he gives a smirk and leans closer.

"I've been destroying lives since the day my mother gave birth to me. I know better that he'd have a mark on you...perhaps he would've told you to wear something specific or bring him something – whichever, am I correct?"

"Mythias, just remember there's always someone in the same room as you who is 5 steps ahead of you... Don't be too sure of yourself"

"And I'm guessing you're the one 5 steps ahead?" he questions with his lips just below mine.

"That's the thing, I know you are and will always be 10 steps ahead of everyone but I for one just... like to keep 'em guessing" I say as I pull away and take the gun with me.

"Sure you can handle it?" He asks as I roll my eyes and turn. "Just don't shoot any of my men and they won't bite"

"Relax. Can't a girl have protection?" I state while I give him a wink and walk away dismissing myself.