Conditional

Alice was on the phone again.

“You’re calling us again Alice… We are happy to help… But our services are conditional with participation with Moorfield…”

Alice’s last name was Moorfield. She was born into the Moorfield crime family. One of the two biggest mafias in the country only seconded by the Volkov’s.

“I know…” Alice said with a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

She was a murderer. Would she go back to that life again?

The party ended early and everyone went home. Lex was tied up onto a chair. Nadia was taken back to her room. Tucked into bed. A deep sleep.

Neera knew the game Alice was re-entering. That dark world of Moorfield. Neera smoked a cigarette out the window. Her breasts, leaning on the windowsill. If the worst was to come, Neera would follow Alice to the end.

Alice hung up the call. The gang would be coming to deal with Lex. He had woken up and was struggling in his chair. Gagged. Muffled curses. He was going to kill them all.

Alice sometimes wished that she was born into another life. A dove like Nadia, instead of a dirty crow covered in wounds.

Nadia. She was being targeted here at the hotel.

Alice sighed. She had to let Nadia go… She had so much potential that was being wasted at The Pony.