The Mob

Natayla sat with h back pressed against the bar... trying not to shake... the gun held tight to her chest... she saw Lucas in the door firing ... she had no choice but to speak
"Is it safe." she wondered if either would find it odd she had no trace of a russian accent
 
"It's safe," Lucas said, putting out one hand to Natalya. Once he helped her to her feet he led her over to one of the seats and took the gun off her then grabbed a drink from the bar and told her to take a sip of it as she had just had a great shock.
 
"It was probably the Mizzano family. Anyway, Mrs. Natalya, why is it that you don't have even the slightest trace of a Russian accent?" asked Tony, fingering the gun in it's holster.
 
Natalya took a sip of the drink and put on the grief stricken widow act. She covered her face with her hands and wept, not out of grief but out of true fear. She had been through and seen a lot of horrible things with Alexei, but this really made her job complicated. Her in was dead. She was damn near killed and now she was sitting in a strip club with two of Castellano's men just praying they didn't know she was a plant. Praying this hadn't been a set up by their people to smoke her out
"What happened?"
 
Natalya stared the man dead in the eyes... "I was born and raised in Chicago. My Father was a bagman and is the reason i am here... Why is this all happening? And who are you?
 
Hints of suspicion gnawed away at every square corner of Tony's mind. But he kept them hidden. "Okay, Miss Natalya, you'll have to come with us", he said in a menacing tone, observing her closely.
 
Lucas looked up at Tony and then at Natalya. He didn't want to bring her along as she might be a plant but he couldn't leave her here as well. He leaned forward and said, his voice calm, "I think that you should do what my associate says. You should come with us."
 
She let her eyes run over him.
"I have to call Boris" She knelt and patted her husband for his phone. "I can't leave til this is all clear."

she found the phone and began to dial. She wasn't calling Boris. She was calling her lifeguard. She had the horrilbe inkling that he was onto her and may need back up
 
I got up and walked over to Tony, all the time looking at Natalya. I had an inkling that something that she was telling me wasn't right but I couldn't tell what it was. While I kept my eye on her I whispered to Tony, "I wonder who exactly she is calling because if it is the Feds or the cops then they will not find her for a while."
 
Natalya cursed the phone. Coverage anywhere HA!
She was left with no choice.
"where are we going?"
 
"I would say to my home but I think that Tony would have another idea. Somewhere where you can be watched and have no chance of escaping- I mean where you will be safe until we find out who you are and what we are going to do with you."

Lucas walked over to the bar, got a glass of orange juice, sat back on one of the stools and took a sip of it wondering what to do with this woman and where to take her.
 
trying not to look too nervous, Natalya sipped the drink in front of her and assesed the situation. She was stuck, in a shdy strip joint, with pne of Castellano's Leutenants, and one of his best hitmen. Her in was dead on the floor. Her lifeguard was inreachable and they were gonna take her "someplace safe" ... basically.. she's screwed

Shehad two options now. Wait tilshe could cal for help.. o drop names.

" So you have no idea who i am?" she opted for dropping names
 
Lucas walked over the table and placed his glass down on the top of it. He then leaned forward and looked straight into Natalya's eyes.

"No... we don't Natalya, if that is your real name. And we would like to or we might have to kill you and that is a job that I would rather not do. I hate to send a woman to the bottom of the river but if I have to then I will, have no qualms about that. Now, please- tell me who you are and tell me what you are doing here or Tony is get very nervous and I hate to see him when he is nervous."
 
Leaning in, trying to look just as menecing.
"My name is Natalya Nikelyov. Before i married Alexei my name was Natalya Spinello. My Father was Louis Spinello and Bagman for Castellano, ever heard of him?"
She waited watching for the recognition in his face. "I married Alexei cause i had no other choice"

OOC: i have to laugh .. Loius Spinello was a kid i went to high school with.. was the only name i could think of LOL
 
"and before you ask why i was named Natalya. I was my grandmother's name.. My mother is Russian
 
"I have heard of him. He was a great bagman, pity he got sloppy one day. Okay, I will let you live but you will not be able to leave our sight I am sorry to say because you have seen to much and if the cops of the Feds get to you you could tell them things that would be damaging to us. Oh, and don't worry about going into the witness protection program because we will find you."

Lucas sat back and knew that he had laid it on there because of the expression on Natalya's face but knew that he had to because he didn't want to kill her. You are getting to soft man- pull yourself together. She is just another woman. he thought.
 
"You don't have to worry about me going to the cops. Hell i was raised avoiding them. What you need to worry about is that Alexei, Ivan and Peter are dead, and if I don;t call Boris and tell him what happened.. There's gonna be more men hunting for you two then thre are rats in this place. So where;s the phone."
 
"There is one behind the bar. Ask Ray if you can use it. I am sure that he will let you."

Lucas then turned to Tony but saw that he was already on the phone to Mr. Castallano and decided it would be best not to disturb him so I sat back and watched as Natalya picked the receiver of the phone that Ray had handed to her and dialed in the number then took a sip of my juice.
 
Given the situation Natalya REALLY called Boris, a cleaner. "Yeah, All three. No i'm fine. No it was an outside job. They want me to stay with them til they know what's going on. Yes. Yes. i'm fine.Hold on. Two. The owner Ray and some dancers. No. No. Boris NO. They've called him. I have to. Fine."
She turned to Lucas "He'll be here in 10 minutes. We have to leave. He works solo. If you;re here. He'll consider you part of the mess."
 
Lucas looked back at Natalya while taking the gun off the table and putting it into his jacket.

"Then we go. Tony and I will take you someplace safe, until we can figure out what to do with you that is because this is a bit of a problem. We didn't expect any of this to happen, damn."
 
Elle

Being dragged under the table and gunfire I could handle. I closed my eyes and huddled against someone and waited till it stopped.
I felt the body move away, I opened my eyes. Blood. I stared at it. Blinking. I couldnt take my eyes away from it. It was so red.
I just sat there, still, and very scared.
Looking at the others, I began to shake and I felt like I was going to puke. I got up and ran off to the bathroom and puked in the toilet.
I remembered Britt. I flushed the toilet and looked, but she had gone.
I stood there looking in the mirror and crying. Shaking like a leaf.

[Edited by cheekyminx on 01-29-2001 at 01:39 AM]
 
"ok.. let's go."

Natalya Lucas and Tony all head out. With Tony's New found girly attatched to his side.

"What Car.. Where are we going?"
 
Lucas looked back into the club and saw that the girl was missing so walked back to the toilets and knocked on the door. Whe he got a reply he told her that they were leaving. The door then opened and the young woman looked at him, obvious fear in her eyes. She then rushed past him and straight to Tony, wrapping her arms around him.
Tony looked at Lucas as he walked out of the club then looked down the street and spotted Tony's Lamborghini but decided that it would be impossible to get everyone in it so he turned to Tony, "You take your car and I will borrow one of the Russians', they won't mind."

[Edited by Angelius on 01-29-2001 at 02:02 AM]
 
Tony and the stripper drive off.. Leaving Natalya and Lucas alone together in the russian's car... Natalya brushes away the brief inappropirate thought in her mind and asks "so where are we headed... Your place?"
 
"It seems like the most logical place. But don't get any ideas because I will be watching you like a hawk and if you do anything wrong- let's just say that you don't want to do anything wrong."

Without another word he started the car and peeled into traffic, driving towards his home. When they got to his home Lucas looked over at the van and gave a wave then took Natalya's hand in his and walked with her into his home.
 
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