"Family isn't who you're born with, it's who you die for."

Kitty had called me informing that we had a rat among us. I was pissed. Ruby and her had caught the rat talking on the phone in the damn ware-house and a bag fill with my money and drugs.

Stupid motherfucker.

I rode up to the warehouse, my hands clenching the steering wheel. My muscles were tense, anger rolling off me in waves. I can't wait to get my hands on that son of a bitch. I strolled in the warehouse ready to go a couple a rounds.

I walked down to the lowest level of the building. It was dingy, and smelled of death. I made a mental note to have the guys give this place a scrubbing. I'm tired of the old blood stains. I got to the big steel door to see my girls standing in front of me, grim expressions. I nodded to them and they returned the gesture. The door creaked open...the chamber stunk of piss and shit.

"Oh God!" I said cupping my hand over my mouth.

It nearly had me gagging. It bitch slapped you as soon as the door opened. It was ripe. I turned my gaze to the rat, eyes burning.

A little brown guy was knocked out cold, chained to a chair. He had scrapes and bruises on his face, chest and arms, but I couldn't see how much with the ripped shirt obscuring my view. He had a vast gash on the side of his neck, dried blood coating it.

"So, it seems you were caught with sticky fingers, huh boy." I said.

He gave a little cry, and small plea trying to explain he didn't do anything. Ruby reached out and slammed his head into the metal table. There would be a huge red mark on his forehead, if his body wasn't already littered with bright scorch marks. I smiled deviously, quite pleased with myself.

"You know your really pissing me off. First you steal from me, and then you treat us like we're stupid." I said.

He shook his head mumbling incoherently. I rolled my eyes, bitch can steal but can't act like a man when he gets caught.

"Look, lets cut to the chase. You gotta be working for somebody. Who is it?" I asked.

"I don't..." he sputtered, blood coming out his mouth, "I don't know." He sniffled and truly I believe him.

No way he would have much information, unless the master mind was too stupid to see what a fucking pansy this boy is. But, just in case. I cocked my gun and shot him in the shoulder.

"Ahh!" He screamed out, shaking in his chair. Kitty huffed.

"Damn it, if you don't stop that screaming I'll put my foot so far up your ass, it will need to be surgically removed." Kitty yelled, obviously aggravated. Ruby snorted.

"Tell me, the right answer." I said.

"I don't know. All I know is that he is after you." He said.

My blood boiled.

"Well, who the fuck is he?!" I shouted.

He whimpered, shaking. He looked afraid to answer and didn't. I held out my hand behind me and a cool metal handle was instantly in my grasp. I walked to his side and counted to three.

"Took to long." I whispered.

"Wa-" I cut him off with the swing of my hand going up then straight down, my sharp blade making acquaintance with his wrist. His hand was cleanly disconnected, his howls of pain echoing. I crouched to eye level.

"Now if you want to keep that other hand you will tell me what the fuck I want to know." I said ultra calm.

"I... re...ally don't know." He whimpered.

"Who else is on your level, who are the other rats?"

"I don't know," he gasped for breath. "Please!" I sighed, poor little shit.

"It seems you were of no help, only told us how big our situation was. We could have guessed that." Kitty said.

"Thanks anyway." I said, I looked at a guard. He walked over to me. "Head." I said.

The guard gripped his head on the table, as the guy screamed. I swung my blade and connected it with his neck, effectively ending the noise.

"Clean this shit up." I ordered.

We walked out with more questions than when we entered with.

"Who do you think the inside man is?" Ruby asked leaning against my car. We were silent for a moment.

"Hell if I know." I said as sighed.

"We're just going to have be extra careful, don't trust nobody outside the family with information." Kitty started, "We'll keep a good eye on everybody." Kitty said.

We were silent again for a while. Letting the information stew a bit.

"Do you think it's Andrei?" Kitty asked.

"He doesn't know Amaretto is me. He just thinks I'm a mob boss' daughter. So, it can't be him." I answered.

"I looked him up like you wanted me to. He's powerful, but there's only three things in his way of being the top mob boss. You, your father, and Trevo." Kitty said.

"I have a plan." I said.

-

I'm sitting at my desk waiting for the girl who has a appointment with me. I had long, tedious day and need to get laid.

Where is this girl I'm ready to go. I know the girl isn't late as of yet, but she is trying to do business with me, I expect her to be earlier then asked.

My inner rant was interrupted by Rosalina Dillion stepping through the door.

"Hi, I'm Rosalina Dillion." She said.

"I know who you are, Rosalina." I said.

She looked at the clock noticing she was late.

"Well, Andrei, I'm sorry I'm late, being pregnant kinda makes everything hard." She said rubbing her swollen belly. I looked down at her stomach.

"Please, sit down." I said.

"Thank you." She said taking a seat infront of my desk.

"So, how can I help you, Rosalina?" I asked.

"Well, I need work, my father has decided he wants me to experience the world from a different point of view which means cutting off his pregnant daughter to get a job." Rosalina answered.

"And you want to work for me?" I asked.

"I mean you are looking for an assistant, right." She replied.

"Oh, yes. I am." I said.

"Then I want the job." She said.

-

I flicked off the TV, not able to fully concentrate on what was on the screen with the girls yelling at each other from below. Imbeciles. I thought, knowing that snacks were the source of the problems.

I walked downstairs and into the dinning room. I grab a croissant off the plate and throw it at Vixon.

"Would y'all bitches shut the fuck up!" I shouted.

"Sorry, Rosa." Fallon said.

"Now, can somebody please get me some ice cream?" I asked, taking a seat at the head of the table.

"You and this damn ice cream." Kitty said as she placed the tub of red velvet ice cream infront of me.

"My baby craves it and I eat it." I said.

"So, did you get the job?" Ruby asked, taking a seat next to me.

"Of, course, I did. I even had him feel the baby kicking to convince him even more to hire me." I answered.

"That was smart. What exactly are you going to do for him?" Vixon asked.

"I'm his personal assistant." I replied.

"So, like you'll be in his home and office." Kitty said.

"Yup." I said.