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"So, I'm going to get really personal here for a second, but when was the last time you cheated?" My Tinder date asks.

I start to get nervous, as this was the first time that I ever went on a date for a mission, but here I am, sitting in a high-end bar in a fancy red, form-fitting dress and heels, normally I would just dress in jeans and a nicer shirt, but I had to make sure that I could catch this guy.

"Are you okay? You seem zoned out." My date, Chris asks.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I tend to zone out a lot, I don't mean any disrespect." I say trying to be nice to this guy.

What he doesn't know is that I cheat all the time, just not in the way he thinks. Truth is, I got half of my money from cheating at the tables in casinos, like my dad and his men taught me when I was old enough to play and understand cards.

"To answer your question, I have never been in a relationship before, so there is no way I could ever cheat if you really wanted to know." I say, signaling to my three men who were sitting across the bar, who nod their head in response to my silent request.

"You know what? I think we should go get a drink at my house, I have better liquor there anyway." It's go time, I start to lead him towards the door. When we pass the server I give a simple 'put it on my tab' and we leave the bar.

"Where is your car?" Chris asks.

"Oh not far, I had to park in an alley, but it isn't too far from here, just around this corner."

When we round the alley, both my car and Michel's black van are there, and so are my other men John and Eric are waiting, faces neutral.

I nod my head, and Chris is dragged into the van, his muffled screams filling the alley until they got him into the van.

I jump into my white Corvette and drive to my estate on the other side of town. It's going to be a long, long night, but I guess that is what you get when you are Al Capone's daughter and the mob boss of the biggest and most feared mob in Chicago.