Children of a Bullet

Prologue

Prologue

Olivia Samuelson glanced at her phone, while she slowly and quietly moved down the stairs. 2:36 AM. Who could possibly be in the living room this late? Could it be burglars? No, not very possible. Not only were they waay too loud to be trying steal something, but even if they were just super unprofessional thieves, the house had absolutely nothing of value anymore. After her father's death four weeks ago, her mom and her had been forced to sell everything they owned little by little. Apparently he had like, an enormous debt, that no one, not even his family knew about. Olivia could feel herself tearing up at the memory of him, lately, her life had been absolutely hell.

No she thought and quickly wiped her tears away I'm not gonna weep like a little baby now. Mommy might be in danger. Time to be strong, Olivia, get your shit together.

Her hand clenched around the baseball bat she was holding, as she moved further down towards the living room. She could hear her heart beat faster as the voices grew louder.

"So mrs. Samuelson this is all we have to offer." A hoarse male voice said "if you recline I feel inclined to remind you, that your file will be transformed into a SCRAT file. You know what that means?..."

"I do sir, no need to remind me." Olivia let out a sigh of relief at the sound of her mother's voice. Though slightly distressed, she didn't sound like she was in immediate danger.

She had finally reached the ground floor and moved slowly towards the living room door. It was slightly open, so she pressed herself against the wall and peeked in. Inside were her mother standing and speaking to five strange men. Three of them was standing a bit in the back, almost like bodyguards, while the two in front looked at her mom with with dark facial expressions. They all looked equally terrifying.

"Of course she does Master Ceciliana" another voice said, belonging to one of the men standing in the back "remember? Her husband was on that file."

"Do not ever speak to me in that informal voice again, Johnson." One of the men in front said. He was a huge man, in his late 50's, very roughly build. But what really caught her attention was the man next to him. He was a lot younger, not much older than Olivia herself, and unlike the other man who had an angry scowl, this guy looked at her mom with a disinterested, almost bored expression.

The guy in the back quickly apologized, and the huge man turned his attention towards her mom again.

"May I also add, that your daughter will equally be put on a SCRAT file, if you do choose to recline my offer." He added, and then made a gesture to one of the men in the back, who quickly stepped forward.

They're talking about me, Olivia thought but what kind of offer are they talking about, and what the hell is a scrat file?

The man from the back placed a black suitcase on the table next to them and opened it. Her mom gasped quietly when she saw what was inside. Olivia stretched a little further to try and catch a glimpse also.

Holy shit She thought is that... is that..

"That's an additional gift, if you accept this instant" the huge man said and gestured towards the suitcase "500 grand to be precise." He took a step closer to her mom "So, mrs. Samuelson. What will it be?"

"I don't really have a choice do I?" As soon as her mom asked that, all three men in the back pulled out a gun and pointed it towards her. Olivia could feel her heartbeat stop for a second, and all she wanted to do was to jump forward and protect her mom. But she didn't, her legs wouldn't move, it was as if she was glued to the floor.

"No, not really. But it would be much easier, not to mention more pleasurable, for both parts if we had your consent."

After that statement followed a long break with nothing but intense silence. Olivia could feel her heart almost beating out her chest, and for a second she was scared they would notice her. After what felt like an eternity, her mom finally broke the silence.

"Fine" she said, voice breaking halfway through the word "you win. I'll go get her, just... please take care of her.."

With heavy movements she turned around to face the door. Olivia looked up in shock, not exactly sure of what to do, and their eyes met for the first time that night. Her mom's eyes widened, and she let out a small gasp. But after a second the moment of surprise was gone and the elder woman gave her a look filled with nothing but sadness.

"Looks like I don't have to. She's already here." Her mom tried to give her an encouraging smile, "come in sweetie, no need to be afraid."

Hesitantly Olivia entered the room. To be honest, there was nothing she wanted to do more than to turn around and just run away, but there was something in her mother's smile that told her to stay. Almost begged her to.

Don't you dare run away. Stop being a wuss Olivia. She looked up, and tried to put on her bravest facial expression mommy needs me. I gotta be brave.

All eyes in the room were focused on her as she slowly walked towards her mom. She could feel the men observing her every movement, and it sent a chill down her spine.

As soon as she reached them, her mom put an almost protective hand on her shoulder.

"This is my daughter." She said looking the huge man straight in the eyes "Olivia."

Olivia nodded politely at the strange men, and then turned her face towards her mom, begging her to look back. Begging her to say something, to reassure her that everything was fine, that they weren't going to hurt her.

But her mom said nothing. She didn't even look at her. She just kept her eyes on the huge man, ignoring her daughter's pleading looks.

"I see." The huge man said, and stepped closer to Olivia "She'll do, I guess." He lifted up her face to observe her better "though I'll never quite understand why you chose a peasant."

"Neither will master Vincent or master Tony. Not to even mention the Crestova's or the Walter's" one of the men in the back added "everyone finds it quite peculiar." The other men instantly agreed.

"You're comments are noted and irrelevant. You are in no rank to question my son's choices." The huge man let go of her face and turned back towards the other guy in front. He gently put a hand on the younger man and pushed him a bit forward.

"Come on Luke. Say hello to your future wife."