We went into the elevator. The doors opened soon after and we stepped out to a different floor. There were barely any people on this floor. We entered a room with all black furniture and mariano sat on the desk top while I sat in a chair infront of him. "What's going on?" I asked folding my arms. "I don't know what to tell you." He said. "Tell me everything." He let out a frustrated sigh before he began. "You need to agree to the omerta before I can tell you anything." What is with these people and this f*cking omerta. Do they think I'm that stupid to go to the cops with anything. Especially when I'm having a baby for one of the main men involved, I don't think so. "Do I need to agree before you can tell me about you?" I asked. He nodded. He took up a bible from the desk and stood up. "Stand." He said. I did as I was told and he took my hand and placed it on the bible; He stared at me dead in the eyes as he began to speak. ~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank #1 in General Fiction. New cover made by @lexusloveangels. Thanks again, I love it.