Hello people, this is Al1ce, future of fan fictions in the very far future! But right now, I'm just writing anything that passes me by. Peace out!
"So, how can you be of assistance, as you mentioned in your email?" asked the skinny blonde, stretched out on the couch with a computer in his lap.
His eyes watched the girl standing across the coffee table from him, arms crossed. She was meeting him for a job interview in the Mafia hideout in Los Angelos to be one of his informants. During the race to catch Kira, the man was getting quite desperate for any information he could get his hands on. A young woman send him a detailed email, saying that she could get what he wanted, without specifying her name. Instead of turning her away, he decided to give her a shot, and see if she could be of any use. If not, well, she can always been killed. From her looks, it looks like she's just a hooker.
"I have a handful of connections that could be proven useful." said the brunette, standing on the other side of the coffee table, sliding a chocolate bar across the table to him. He raised an eyebrow, obviously confused. "How did you…?"
"A couple of your 'loyal' men can be paid off with a few…favors…" she said, running her finger along her jaw line.
The blonde snickered, unwrapping the chocolate bar. "That's unbelievable. How did you know they were my men?"
"What, like it was hard? Mafia thugs are always skulking around the Red Light District."
"Hm. And to think you were just another hooker who wanted to sleep with me. Congratulations. I find you useful. Can I have your name?
"Kasuka. Kasuka Mernik. You?"
"Just call me Mello."
Yay for the first chapter! More to come, so stay put! R&R! R&R like the wind!