The Rossi's Italian Mafia (complete)

Third person POV       Some where in Los Angeles Ca in a warehouse, two men are watching over a room. Inside the room their is a crying little girl. A girl they have kidnapped five days ago. Another man comes to see the two dangerous men sitting in a small round table with two chairs playing poker. They are bulky one of them is blonde has short hair, this is the men he doesn’t know. The other one he has met before his name is Carlos and he is Mexican with a lot of tattoos on him.  The reason why he knows the guy because he is Spanish, so they sometimes talked to each other in Spanish. The guy watching the two play is Adriano Martin he came from Spain to look for the girl of her life 9 years ago. She is a French girl he met in her vacation to Spain before school started. She was studying in the university of Wyoming, after he found her he pursue her for months. After she accepted him, they dated for about a year or two that is until they got married. They now live in Los Angeles, it was her dream to live here. Adriano stepped out of the shadows he was bringing a plate of food. “Hey Spanish guy why don’t you give her the meal yourself, we are in the middle of a game.” Adriano didn’t know who he meant, he then turn to Carlos.  Carlos pointed to a closed door, Adriano nodded and walked to the door. He didn’t know what he would see behind the door. When he opened the door he saw a scared little girl about the age of her daughter maybe a year younger. His heart broke at the view, he got closer, she was in a dirty old mattress. She was siting holding both her knees with her hands, pulling towards her chest. He looked around the small room and saw that at list she had a toilet in the far corner. Adriano places the plate next to her and asks, “what is your name little girl? Why are you here?” She then looked up at him she was trembling but for some reason his face give her calmness.  “Alondra Rossi please chiama mío padre.” (Call my father) “padre?”he repeated since he understood what the word meant he smiled at her and said “I will call padre, I need name and phone number.” She stayed silence thinking about his request, what if that’s what they wanted all along? She didn’t know if she could trust him but she also didn’t have much to loose. Suddenly there was  a knock on the door fallowed by Carlos voice. “Algún problema ahí dentro?” (Is there a problem inside?) Adriano reassure Alondra with a smile then answered “no ninguno solo que la nena no quería comer, todo está bien ya.” (No problem the girl just didn’t want to eat, but everything is good now.) Adriano stood up but Alondra handed him her bracelet he put it in his pants pocket and left the room but not before turning one last time to see the girl. He wanted to memorize her just so he could know what to tell if needed. As he closed the door Adriano notice the two men were still playing poker maybe a different game he didn’t know. He did try not to look at them too much, worries they would stop him to get out of the warehouse.                                                                              Ricardo Rossi Third person POV     As soon as Adriano was out of the warehouse he run to his car. He drive to a small dinner he would go when stress. Once he was there he headed towards the end corner to be alone far from everyone else. The waitress came to get his order, he order black coffee, the waitress soon return with his black coffee and set it on the table for him. Before he could take a sip on his hot coffee he took the bracelet out of his pocket and looked closely. There was a phone number in the inside, he didn’t think twice before dialing the number. Of course he was nervous what if they find out what he is doing? But then the thought of something like this happening to his daughter he would like someone helping her out. He took a deep breath before the call went through. On the other side of the world some where in Italy a family was crying for the disappearance of their daughter and sister. Two boys were holding each other crying for there sister while a mother and a father cried for their daughter. It had been five days and they had no news from her. Then the phone ring, it was the family line, the only ones who knew the number of that phone where the ones in the room. Their was only one other person who had that number, their missing daughter. Without more thinking the father answer the call.  “Ciao?” (Hello?) on the other line Adriano answer “Hello my name is Adriano Martin I..... I am sorry for disturbing you, I know it’s pretty late but I found a little girl she said to call her padre and that her name is Alondra Rossi.” “What have you said? You found my daughter Alondra? How? ....... where? I want to talk to her now!!!” The men order the last words he was desperate to see or hear his daughter, some stranger calling about her made him act this way. Adriano was now more nervous than before, how was he supposed to explain himself. “Sir I can’t say much thru the phone, all I can say is that she is in Los Angeles, California you need to come here I can tell you were she is.” With that Adriano hang the call he didn’t know if he was doing things right, but he knew it was the right thing to do.                 A few days later  Adriano received a call and he answered at once, “Hello Adriano here.” “signore Adriano, sono Ricardo Rossi, father of Alondra Rossi, I’m here in the city where should we meet?” (Sir Adriano, I am Ricardo Rossi) Adriano give him his address so they could meet at home it was late night and his daughter was asleep. It was now 30 minutes since the call when someone knock on the door. Adriano open the door and the first thing he saw was a gun pointing at his face. The guy holding the gun was tall, tan skin black hair and hazel eyes. Adriano was also a tall men golden brown hair, caramel eyes but the guy with gun was taller. Suddenly a women scream was heard the two men turn to look at the red head that was behind Adriano. She was standing in the hallway that lead to the bedrooms holding her swollen belly. After all she was 5months pregnant, “mon dieu ce qui se passe?” (My god what’s going on?) Adriano run to her side holding her pregnant wife in his arms. “Shh everything is ok Darcy, why don’t you go to bed I will be there later.” Adriano kiss her in the forehead but she still didn’t move she wanted to stay. She wanted to make sure everything was ok as her husband had mentioned. “I’m so sorry for scaring you miss I.... my name is Ricardo Rossi your husband call regarding my daughter.” Ricardo extended his hand for her to shake, which she took with a smile. She was now feeling that her husband was saying the truth when he said everything was fine.