thestoryteller217
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Across the street of the club a man stepped out of a black and red car. He was a very handsome man with short hair as black as midnight, his face was as chiseled as it was rugged and his plain black and silver suit did nothing to hide his muscular body.
But his eyes were the most captivating
They were electric green and sparkled with intensity most men didn’t have. They also spoke about his character, as they seemed to go on for ages and seemed to be filled with some sort of pain. He seemed to have been through enough to last a lifetime.
And it hadn’t been a good one
He looked around for a few seconds before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cigar. He lit it and took a long appreciative drag before turning and going over to his trunk. He opened it and reached into his pocket pulling out a long black wallet, he tossed it into the trunk before a police issued 1911 followed it. He stared at it for a second before shutting the trunk with out a single word.
Alexander Cross wouldn’t need it tonight.
He stepped across the street and entered the club. He paid no mind to the bouncers starring at him angrily. He stepped inside and flicked his cigar into an ash tray ignoring the jazz singers and instead searching the bar for his target.
He found her sitting at the bar nursing a drink and tapping her heels to the music, she was just as captivating in person as she was in the surveillance pictures his sergeant had supplied him with, He noticed no one around her and smiled to himself. The man knew from the police reports that any one who dared to touch the head crime lords wife mysteriously ended up in a ditch some where in the gallows. He also knew that his wife spent most of her time alone and was therefore theoretically very very lonely.
Which was where Alexander came in
It was a simple assignment but the most dangerous the police had ever played. They needed some one to seduce the women and get some kind of dirt on the crime lords. Of course no one in the police force was insane enough to take that sort of mission.
Except Alex that is
He reached the bar and sat down next to her “Gin and tonic” He said to the bar tender ignoring the warning glance the bartender shot him for sitting next to her. He took his drink and drained it in one gulp before waving his finger to signal the bar tender to fix him another one.
“Hell of a night” Alex said turning to her and flashing his most devilish grin. It was his special pick up grin and for the most part it was his most dangerous weapon. It caused many women to go weak at the knees.
He hoped it worked on a crime lords wife
But his eyes were the most captivating
They were electric green and sparkled with intensity most men didn’t have. They also spoke about his character, as they seemed to go on for ages and seemed to be filled with some sort of pain. He seemed to have been through enough to last a lifetime.
And it hadn’t been a good one
He looked around for a few seconds before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cigar. He lit it and took a long appreciative drag before turning and going over to his trunk. He opened it and reached into his pocket pulling out a long black wallet, he tossed it into the trunk before a police issued 1911 followed it. He stared at it for a second before shutting the trunk with out a single word.
Alexander Cross wouldn’t need it tonight.
He stepped across the street and entered the club. He paid no mind to the bouncers starring at him angrily. He stepped inside and flicked his cigar into an ash tray ignoring the jazz singers and instead searching the bar for his target.
He found her sitting at the bar nursing a drink and tapping her heels to the music, she was just as captivating in person as she was in the surveillance pictures his sergeant had supplied him with, He noticed no one around her and smiled to himself. The man knew from the police reports that any one who dared to touch the head crime lords wife mysteriously ended up in a ditch some where in the gallows. He also knew that his wife spent most of her time alone and was therefore theoretically very very lonely.
Which was where Alexander came in
It was a simple assignment but the most dangerous the police had ever played. They needed some one to seduce the women and get some kind of dirt on the crime lords. Of course no one in the police force was insane enough to take that sort of mission.
Except Alex that is
He reached the bar and sat down next to her “Gin and tonic” He said to the bar tender ignoring the warning glance the bartender shot him for sitting next to her. He took his drink and drained it in one gulp before waving his finger to signal the bar tender to fix him another one.
“Hell of a night” Alex said turning to her and flashing his most devilish grin. It was his special pick up grin and for the most part it was his most dangerous weapon. It caused many women to go weak at the knees.
He hoped it worked on a crime lords wife