Hey guys, I am still writing 'Looking for the Light' and will update soon. But I've had this idea for a while now and I've finally decided to post it, its set in 1940's San Francisco and I hope you like it! :) It's all told from Mal's point of view! I'm aplogise in advance for any spelling mistakes! Enjoy! :D
Mal's POV
1947 San Francisco; and things were finally getting back to normal after the war ended. More and more tourists were coming in by the boat loads to see all the beautiful sights the city had to offer. However, those things didn't interest me; after being honourable discharged when the war ended I wanted to continue serving my country, but it seems the SFPD didn't agree with the way I did things. So I decided to go it alone, do things my own way. Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Mal Fallon, Private investigator.
It was a normal Monday morning sitting by the window, watching the world go by and keeping myself to myself. Not much business you see, just waiting for the next case to roll in. But instead, Old Charlie Anders walks in.
Mal:" Well, looked what the cat dragged in! The hell do you want now?"
Anders:" Look I know I'm the last person you wanna see, but just hear me out."
Leaning back in my chair, I sigh deeply.
Mal:" I'm listening Charlie."
Anders:" Believe it or not, I need your help."
Mal:" That so?"
Anders:" You heard of Oscar Santos?"
Mal:" Who hasn't? He's one of the Big Shots and owns almost everything in this city. Everyone knows about him, everyone knows about his business."
Anders:" He's also the biggest Mob Boss in this city too. Drugs, smuggling you name it, he's running it! My boys and I have been trying to take down this son-of–a-bitch for months; but no one can get close enough without being found out first and let's just say it ain't ending well. I've lost more cops than I can count and I'm running out of opinions, that's where you come in."
Mal:" I'd love to help you Charlie, but I'm really busy at the moment."
Anders:" Look don't be a wise guy, I know for a fact you haven't worked a case in months. So what's it gonna be?"
Mal:" I'd be more than happy to help you out Charlie really I would but there's just one thing; what's in it for me?"
Anders:" I'm getting old Fallon, getting ready to retire. You help me out, my job as Captain, it's yours no questions asked."
I slowly rise from my seat and extend my arm towards Anders.
Mal:" You got yourself a deal Charlie…except this case; I do it my way."
Anders:" Of course, as long as you take Santos down I don't care how you do it!"
With a handshake to seal the deal; I was on my way down to The Loop, a local speakeasy in town. Stepping inside, I got the usual buzz from the club. Everyone boozing and having a few laughs, but I had to stay focused. Standing at the bar, I could tell this was gonna be one hell of a case; luckily the bar man kept those whiskeys coming. As the last drop slithered down my throat, I got my nerve and just at the right time. As I turned to cast an eyeball I saw him, Oscar Santos; one the biggest, ruthless and feared Mob Bosses, San Francisco had ever seen. And on his arm; one of the most beautiful dames I'd ever set eyes on. But this broad was trouble and I knew I had to keep my distance.
As the night went on, I finally found my way into Oscar's office without being seen. Looking through his desk, I was determined to find something; anything useful to place the odds against him in front of a judge but so far, nothing. The office door opens and to my surprise, there she is. Santos' moll stood in the doorway.
Natara:" You won't find anything."
Mal:" I s'pose that depends on what you think I'm looking for."
Natara:" Please, they all come in here looking for the same thing to bust Oscar but they never find anything and if they do, they don't last long enough to pass it on."
Mal:" That so, I guess now you're gonna rat me out?"
Natara:" No."
Mal:" Why not?"
Natara:" You're different, not like the regular guys Anders sends in here. You look like the kinda guy that could actually put Oscar away for good. And I want to help."
Mal:" Really and why's that?"
Natara:" Oscar's not a nice guy and I'm tired of this life. I'm with him almost all the time, I know about the drug trades, when the shipments come in for the smuggling deals; you want an inside man. You got one."
Mal:" Look doll, it's nice that you wanna help but why don't you leave the police work to the men."
She smirks at me and it's enough to make a guy made of ice, lose his cool.
Natara:" Alright, in that case I'll just let Oscar's boys know that another cop's been looking through his stuff."
Mal:" Wait!"
She stops and turns to face me.
Mal:" Fine."
Natara:" Two o'clock, tomorrow. Golden gate park, meet me there; I'll give you the information on his next shipment. It should be enough to put him away. "
With that, she left. This dame was bright, fifth avenue kinda girl and I couldn't understand what she was doing with a guy like Santos in the first place. But the way I saw it, she wanted out and I had to help her. Walking back to the bar, I stood drink in hand. My mind only on one thing; after once again casting an eye of the place, I noticed Oscar's boys looking at me. I figured now would a better time than ever to jump this scene, while the getting was still good and my limps were still in intact.
Well I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, please review! Jade xx
