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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 12 2014, 07:42 PM
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
A club was the last place in the world Trey wanted to be. Ever. This trained killer kept to himself more often than not and he liked to keep it that way. He was the lead hit man and sniper in the Falcone family. Actually, he was the best sniper in all of Italy with the record to back it up. He was very meticulous and calculated when it came to all aspects of his life. He liked to be left alone. Hence why he was irritated that Falco had sent him to be a bodyguard to one of his men looking to possibly work a deal with the DeLuca's. Bodyguard work was way beneath him and he scoffed at the very idea of it, thinking Falco was messing with him. Since he was now in this obnoxious club, it was obvious he wasn't messing with him. Since the DeLuca family were a sworn enemy of the Falcone family, Falco felt safer to have his best gunman at the bodyguard. Sure, it should have been an honor for his uncle to think that highly of him but, right now the pounding music and drunk patrons were wearing on his nerves. It took every fiber of his being not to throat punch everyone who get within arms length of him. He didn't even want to get into those people who actually bumped into him... He grit his teeth and stood outside of the meeting room, watching the door as the two spokesmen from the families discussed dealings. It was on a need to know basis and Trey didn't need, or want, to know.
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Gabrielle Ana Ballarino
 Posted: Dec 14 2014, 10:49 AM
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all she wanted to do was dance the night away. thankfully that was what she was doing and in the morning she would go to work like nothing happened. it was nice to be normal. to be unknown. to be a nobody. she was able to live a life that no mob boss or those in the family were able to live. she could walk out her door with no problem. no one knew she was the child of mona. or that her father was DeLuca. nope she was a nobody and she liked it like that. tonight she was having the time of her life in her fathers club. bouncing between the vip section and the regular dance floor. but as the night grew on she got tired and felt no desire to take a cab. she didn't trust them really. so since she saw some me standing in the back it meant her father was here or someone close to him. maybe her brother? well who ever it was, they could take her home. or maybe just to her father's for the night. she walked toward the guards, seeing the rather bald guy. knew guy? or maybe she was just too many drinks in to see who it was? she stopped in front of the guy, waiting for him to move. her father's men knew who she was, so it was no reason that this guy wouldn't answer her or offer to get her father. " move, please " her feet her and tonight she just didn't have the time.
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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 14 2014, 12:35 PM
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
He had had just about as much as he could take being here. The music, the people, the atmosphere... It was all getting to him and not in a good way. He could feel his blood begin to boil which was, surprisingly, uncommon for Trey. He was a calm, cool, collected and calculated man. He could kept a level head in even the most dangerous and adrenaline induced situations. Trey was just hoping the meeting would end soon. Apparently, after this meeting things might be easier when transporting Falcone goods. The DeLucas liked to intercept and have open fire fights with their transport teams which was wearing on Falco's nerves. Trey knew Falco hated Nickolas DeLuca with a fiery passion. Trey didn't know what the deal was all about but if it helped his family, it was a good thing. He was lucky the family had taken him in. Just because Falco was his uncle, didn't mean he had to take care of him. And, if it wasn't for his aunt, he probably would have died as an infant. His mother was worthless and he didn't bother to give her the time of day anymore.

About a twenty minutes passed while he stood guard over the room. He was surprised there were no DeLuca guards by him as well but, he assumed they weren't too worried since they there on their turf. If the situation was reversed, he would feel the same way. As a younger woman approached, his eyes focused on her. Immediately he could tell she had been drinking and was obviously enjoying the establishment tonight. When she told him to move, he arched a brow and scoffed at her request. Did she really just tell him to move? Trey debated on just not replying to her but he decided to 'play nice' for the moment, "No can do, miss." he replied, eyes still piercing her own, "I am under strict orders to not allow anyone entry into this meeting." his voice was gruff, perhaps from being under used for years. Trey wasn't much of a talker. He simply took his orders and complied which was one of the main reasons Falco kept him around. His stance never wavered and he remained at his post in front of the door.
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Gabrielle Ana Ballarino
 Posted: Dec 14 2014, 01:25 PM
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Hells Bells

woo!
]outfit ✖︎

gabrielle was very careful not to use words like 'daddy' out in public. if someone was to just get a hint of who she actually was they could try to kill her or kidnap her. the amount of money they would get would be crazy since she was connected to two mobs. the reason why she was so careful with her words. as the guy told her no she raised a brow. did her father not let this guy know that she was find to go where she pleased. sure it could be a meeting but he could at least pass a message on for her or something. this actually made her a little mad since he had told her that. what was his name anyway? " fine be an ass " she grumbled crossing her arms. " look just ok ask mr. DeLuca if he could let me into his car, he has the key " he had the key or one of his men did. where ever it was, she needed it. plus she wasn't even sure where her father's car was to begin with. it was weird almost calling her father by his formal name butthis man clearly did not know who she was. he had to be new or something. maybe a man died and he had to replace him. she was use to that by now and it was just a way of life. " oh and tell him the request is from gaby, he'll understand " she finished with a fake smile. " who is even in there anyway? DeLuca? or Gabriel? " she asked last.
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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 14 2014, 01:45 PM
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
Trey caught on to her attitude towards him rather easily but it was use to it. Most women in these parts felt self-entitled and coped an attitude at the drop of a hat. He shrugged of her tone but listened to what she had to say. Did she think he was one of DeLuca's men? He chuckled distastefully at the very thought. As much as Falco hated the man, so did Trey. His intense gaze burrowed into her as he listened to what she had to say about the car and key and DeLuca... So, she was on friendly terms with DeLuca? Figures. She had to be at least half his age and the very thought made his stomach turn. But, then again, Falco wasn't too choosy in the age department, within reason of course, "This is just a discussion between Underbosses." he replied, feeling he was giving her too much information as it was. Honestly, he didn't much care where DeLuca himself was.

"I am not a messenger nor do I work for DeLuca..." it was obvious in the tone in which he said the man's name that Trey wasn't too fond of him. As his attention was distracted to Gaby, he heard pops from a firearm and yelling coming from the middle of the club, "Shit." he seethed as people went running in all directions but the firing continued. He had no idea what was going on or if this was a double crossing by DeLuca but, either way he had to protect the Underboss. Turning from Gaby, he barged into the room to see the two men sitting there talking, "We have to go." he barked towards the man, rushing towards him and grabbing him by his suit. He dragged him out of the room as shots were now echoing over head. The two men sunk low as the moved into the hallway - this wasn't their first gunfight. Trey's eyes snapped to Gaby who was still in the hallway. For some reason he was compelled to not allow her to become a victim, "Come on." he ordered, grabbing her wrist as he worked on guiding both Gaby and the Underboss out the back of the club. Trey could hear the bullets flying around them as he tried to find the exit.
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Gabrielle Ana Ballarino
 Posted: Dec 14 2014, 10:54 PM
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72 secrets
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Hells Bells

woo!
]outfit ✖︎

she was a little drunk and had a bit of an jerk sense about her. he was just a jerk. it was alright, she could handle this. though the more he talked, which wasn't a lot the more she realized he didn't work for her dad. he was with another mob. now everything was coming together. no wonder he didn't know that he had to listen to her. he didn't sound very pleased to be mistaken either. men. "i get it grumpy pants " talking about his displeased with her father's mob. he was just a watch man anyway. why did he have such a strong feeling toward the other mobs. a job was a job for him. men like him got killed every day.

he mouth opened once more to talk but hearing the popping made her jump right out of her skin. where the heck was it coming from? her father was going to be pissed. beyond pissed actually. mad at the fight that there was a gun fight in his club and that his daughter was here. she started to duck down a bit, looking toward the back. she had to get the hell out of here before she got hit herself. though someone else seemed to be doing that for her. the bald jerk, grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward to leave. what? maybe he wasn't so much of a jerk. but obviously he didn't know the club like she did, she knew all ways to get in and out. pushing herself forward, even if he had a hold of her wrist. " there " she pointed and grabbed the shabby looking door knob. it was an exist. lead to a creepy ass alley but it was an exist. looping her little fingers on to his arm, she pulled him with her so they could leave. at least the gun shoots had sobered her up though, that was a good thing. she huffed and puffed as she reached outside and the shoots seemed farther away. great, now what she going to do?

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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 15 2014, 12:02 AM
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Trey Vincent Falcone
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
Trey had no choice but to follow this woman's lead seeing as she seemed to know the ins and outs of the club. There were still people scattering around them yelling and trying to get away from the shooting. If Trey didn't have to worry about the Underboss, and now this woman, he could have easily and quickly taken out the gunmen. From the duration of the shooting, he could tell there were at least two or three shooters in the club. Trey wondered if this was another one of DeLuca's 'friends' coming to pay him a visit. The man had many enemies from what he had been told by Falco. Since this wasn't Falcone territory, he didn't care about what happened here. All he cared about was getting his members out of harms way. He felt Gaby pull ahead and begin to help guide them through the club's hallways. Someone could easily get lost in all these passages. Within a few minutes Trey burst through the exit door and the trio were outside in a back alley somewhere. He wasn't entire sure where their vehicle was at the moment.

When they were finally outside in the cover of the night, he release both Gaby and the Underboss. Looking around, the place was only dimly lit by a nearby street light. Turning back to Gaby, "Looks like they aren't a fan of your amante, either." still being under the assumption that she and DeLuca were a fling or something of the sort. Suddenly, he heard the Underboss collapse on the ground behind him. Whirling around, Trey rushed over to him, kneeling beside him, "Mr. Accardi?" he spoke in a concerned tone, placing his hands on the older man. When he felt something wet, he pulled his hands back to see them covered in blood. He drew in a sharp breath, knowing he had failed to keep the man safe. The wound didn't seem to be in a fatal spot but, it was enough to put him down. Thinking quickly, he turned to Gaby, "We need a car." he stated, wearing a stone face. He needed to get the Underboss to their doctor before he bled out.
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Gabrielle Ana Ballarino
 Posted: Dec 15 2014, 08:48 AM
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Hells Bells

woo!
]outfit ✖︎

all gaby had wanted was to go home, back to her bed. but tonight just didn't seem like that kind of night. the guns didn't scare her but the thought of getting shot did. her parents had both trained her well in the art of shooting. she just preferred it to be a deer rather than a human. she wondered if her father's men even knew she was here and that she needed some rescuing. probably she was followed a lot at times. as the bald guy turned to her and made a statement she could almost face a face of disgust. he thought she was her father's lover? what? no! she stood there silent for a moment unsure how to react. he could not tell him that DeLuca had a daughter, that was a big no no. but she didn't want to be seen as her father's lover either. " I am not his mistress " the answer was flat as she told it to him.

as she watched the older guy start to fall to the floor, it was like slow motion. how did he even get shot? the jerk grabbed him first. if that was her, her father would have his head off. we need a car? how had this become a we?/ though gaby couldn't leave the older guy there just bleeding. she had a heart, a big one. even though this guy might very well try to kill her or something. but how was she going to get a car? she made a little job down the alley way, in her heels and all. there by the opening she could see the people running. she could also see, guards! yes! as she saw one, they also saw her and came running toward her. the guard was quick to pull her toward his car to get her out but she pulled back. giving a low explanation of that she needed the car. she didn't receive much of an argument either thankfully. the gave the big guy a hug and took the keys, looking back down the alley way at the bleeding out man. " hey stone face, bring him over " she had no idea what this guy's name was. he saved her life and she didn't even know his name. the car was pulled up ready to go on the road. she left the key in the front and slide into the back seat.

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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 17 2014, 09:03 AM
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
Yes, this had just become 'we'. Seeing as Trey was now alone in enemy territory and he had saved this woman's life, he felt she owed him. As she turned and walked quickly away, he hoped he had put in trust in the right person. As of now, she could have just left him and his bleeding Underboss in the back alley and been on her merry way. He grumbled to himself, not expecting the night to go like this. Trey looked over the bleeding man before the sound of Gaby's voice made him look up. So, she did return. That was a relief. Standing, he picked up the larger man with a bit of effort. Trey was in peak physical shape but the older man was on the heavier side of the spectrum which gave Trey a bit of a work out. He moved as quickly as he could towards the car, carefully sliding the Underboss into the backseat. With all this blood loss, he wasn't sure if the man would live.

Once the man was settled into the car, he hurried into the driver's side and closed the door. He had barely even noticed that Gaby was in the vehicle with them. Shit. He thought to himself as he spotted her in the rear view mirror. He was driving them to an undisclosed location to the family doctor and he didn't know this woman. She had helped them thus far so, he had no choice but to trust her, "Just pretend you don't see where were are going." he stated as his eyes returned to the road. He drove quickly down some winding road just outside of town. They pulled up to what looked like an abandoned warehouse and Trey abruptly stopped the car. Hopping out, he rushed to the back beat and pulled the Underboss from the back. He wasn't looking too good at this point. Without even giving Gaby a glance, he carried the man towards the building, kicking open the door. They were greeted by Falcone men who grabbed the man from Trey and brought him into the doctor. Trey then stood there motionless by the door, covered in the other man's blood. This was definitely not how he was expecting this 'simple' meeting to go... Falco was going to be pissed.
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Gabrielle Ana Ballarino
 Posted: Dec 17 2014, 01:30 PM
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Hells Bells

woo!
]outfit ✖︎

she sat in the back seat and waited for the guy to come over and put the underboss in the back seat. she turned over and began to put pressure on the wound that the man had. as she sat in the back of one of her father's car while another man was driving. who was he apart of anyway? how was she suppose to get out of this one? gaby sighed and stayed where she was for the duration of the ride. how was she going to get back home ? well he'd have to give her eye keys to the car.but then how would he get home? maybe he'd hitch a ride or something.

after he reached wherever he was going, she waiting in the car as he carried the guy where he needed to go. don't remember ow to get it, got it. she actually had no intention of coming back here for any reason either. after a couple moments of just watching him in the door way, she got out. she wasn't we really appropriate clothes, leopard print was not a business thing to wear. she looked around and than forward back at the bald guy. what was his name anyway? uhh..." andy?...joe?...you bald guy!" it was a hard whisper but she didn't want anyone else to spot her. but it also didn't mean she wanted to be stuck out here all night either. " i can't let you keep the car " she moved a little closer to him. she looked down at the blood covered shirt. she couldn't go home like this either. she moved to the trunk and opened it. great. guns, some clothes. she ripped off the leopard shirt and grabbed one of the rags to wipe her upper body. she still had a bra on, though that was completely red now. she grumbled under her breathe and grabbed one f the large buttons ups. it was for a guy but it would do.

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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 17 2014, 05:39 PM
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Trey Vincent Falcone
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73 secrets
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
This wasn't the first time, and certainly not the last, that Trey had another man's blood on him. Family, comrades, enemies - it didn't make a difference. Death was a part of his business. Although, it was normally him dealing it out. From what he could hear from the others in the adjacent room, the Underboss wasn't going to make it. Trey knew Falco, his uncle, would not be happy. He heard the familiar chatter of high heels on the cement before he heard the woman's voice. He drew in a sharp breath when she beckoned him with the name ' bald guy'. Trey turned in her direction, "Trey." he corrected, "Trey Falcone." he stated formally. When she brought up the car, he simply shrugged his shoulders, "Take it." he replied nonchalantly, "Doesn't seem like the old guy is gonna make it anyway." he replied just as nonchalantly.

As she moved around the almost barren warehouse, he arched a brow wondering what she was doing. Trey knew he had to get her out of here as soon as possible. If anyone knew he brought a friend of DeLuca's to their safe house, he would be in more trouble than letting the Underboss get shot. As she disrobed and tried to clean herself up, Trey stared at her before shaking her head in what almost seemed like amusement. His head turned when one of the men exited the room and approached him. They exchanged a few words in Italian before the man disappeared back into the room. Well, there it was. The Underboss was dead. Trey was mentally preparing himself for his walk home since he would now be left vehicle-less after tonight's events. His attention then returned to Gaby, "Time to go."
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Gabrielle Ana Ballarino
 Posted: Dec 17 2014, 06:23 PM
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Hells Bells

woo!
]outfit ✖︎

" holy shit " that was the only thing the could come out of her mouth. he was a freaking falcone. she was alone with a falcone. if he knew who she was, she was probably dead. held by her hairs and held for money or something. lord he could never know. but trey? that was a name she knew, other than the whole falcone thing. " your a falcone " she pointed at him, wide eyed. she saw him look at she changed and all she gave him was a look to make him stop. though if she remembered correctly wasn't he like the weird kid of school? or maybe he was the one banging all the girls. she had no idea who he was before. she buttoned up all the buttons on the shirt and closed the trunk of the car. there was a gun in there and she could shot him. well no, she could never shot a person that would be crazy. her mother and father could, but not me.

" for the record I totally know how to use a gun and shot someone if they are a threat to me " she said, though she didn't have a gun on hand. she left it in the trunk and didn't put it on her. but truthfully this guy looked as if he could break her with a snap of his fingers. gaby looked at the guys talk to one another and the guy just walk away just like that. guess the guy was dead. she frowned at first, sad the guy had lost his life. her eyes got a little watery but she quickly wiped them before anything could fall. this was so sad for this guy to lose his life just like that. the mob wasn't fair. she nodded and started back over to the car, " do you want to drive yourself home first? " of course he meant with her in it. then she would drive herself home. " you know if you don't try to kill me or something " she shrugged a bit and looked back at him. she hoped not because he had clearly gave her the chance to leave all live and all. but she had a heart, not really a mob trait but whatever. she climbed into the passenger seat and opened the driver's door from her seat to invite him to sit.

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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 17 2014, 06:38 PM
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Trey Vincent Falcone
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
Her reaction to his name was surprising yet unsurprising at the same time. After all, he had taken her from a DeLuca venue. The two mobs were well known rivals in the area. He nodded to he words but didn't say anything about her reaction. Trey was curious as to why she was freaked out now and since she wasn't one of DeLuca's flings, well, who was she really? He began to formulate all these questions in his head as she finished getting herself dressed. She was a bold thing, wasn't she? Gaby might have been starting to recognize him but Trey wasn't remotely near recognition. Ever since he was taken into the Falcone family business at a young age, things were a blur from the past.

Her little 'threat', if you call it that, was sort of amusing and he felt a grin tug at his lips, "And I can disarm you before your finger even brushes the trigger." he replied. Trey wouldn't harm her but, he wouldn't allow himself to come to any harm either. As Trey headed out the door with Gaby, he had started to turn towards the direction he would walk home. Her words actually surprised him and he glanced over his shoulder to her, "I was going to walk." he paused, "But that would conserve energy." he walked back towards the car, "And trust me. If I was going to kill you, I would have done it already." after all, he had brought her to a Falcone safe house which was a big no-no. Trey climbed into the driver's seat and started the car. Pulling off, they left the warehouse in the rear view mirror as he drove down the dark road, "So, if you're not a DeLuca mistress... who are you?"
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 Posted: Dec 18 2014, 01:02 AM
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woo!
]outfit ✖︎

gaby tossed a threat to this guy and he smiled at her. she couldn't blame him though, she wasn't the scary type. but still. he could at least hide his amusement a bit from her. maybe her feel a little bad ass, you know? " i'm not heartless " she said referring to him walking home. that would just be plain mean to do to someone. it wasn't like this place was close to home either. by the time he got there it would be morning or something. as he talked around killing her, she slowly turned her head to look at him once more. a bit wide eyes and in some shock. so he wasn't going to kill her? but why not? I mean there was the fact that he didn't know who she was but still. he just showed her a falcone place, like a secret place. why was he trusting her? or maybe he wasn't and he was actually going to really kill her. but once they got back or something.

oh shit he asked who she was. this was like sharing and caring of school. she was pretty sure he might know her from high school, or well school in general. though she was younger than him, so maybe not. plus she had a fake last name back than, as she did now on all her 'paperwork' but she couldn't remember it. shit. what the heck was she suppose to answer with. she sinker a little deeper in her seat and tried her best not to take long to answer. " no one of real importance " she answered first with a shrug. " but I will throw up in my mouth if you think me and DeLuca are having any relations with one another " if only he knew that was her father. gosh the image of what he thought alone was horrible. she looked ahead of her before looking back on him slowly. she couldn't help it, he might kill her. like tonight. that was it. " ...why are you being nice to me? you are not known for spreading joy and favors..." why was he doing this? she knew enough that trey falcone was a very skilled killer... " you better not be expecting some kind of favor after this! is this why you saved me?! you think I'm some kind of free lance mistress? " she questioned with a wave of her finger. he was a mod man, they didn't keep women they used them. " you might be able to take a gun from me but i'll kick you in the balls before you try anything " he arms crossed as she looked the other direction. yes, she was the mouthy one.

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Trey Vincent Falcone
 Posted: Dec 18 2014, 09:33 AM
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i'm your worst nightmare, and you're my biggest fear
Honestly, Trey never expected any special treatment. He kept to himself and took care of himself. He did his job then went on his way and didn't interact with most people. Actually, most of his 'interactions' with other people involved him killing them. Trey might have been a well trained killer but, he was a killer for hire. While he could have easily killed Gaby and taken care of the body, there was no reason for him to do so. From the looks of her, she wasn't going to talk about the safe house. At least, he hoped. If she decided to change her mind, then he would handle the situation the only way he knew how. He knew he had probably made a mistake once word got back to Falco that he brought a female to the safe house but he would deal with that when the time came.

Trey navigated the near pitch black roads with ease towards his home. This was definitely a first for him. Not only would Gaby see the safe house but she would also see his home. Trey never brought anyone to his home. It was his personal sanctuary up on a hill surrounded by trees on all sides of the property. It was secluded just the way he liked it. It even had his own firing range where he could hone his craft. He could tell Gaby was trying to brush off the subject of who she was but he would let it slide for now, "Fair enough. If I have to say his name again I might vomit too." he admitted, the disdain never hidden. He couldn't think of a response to her next question, staying silent for a long while as if he hadn't heard her, "I'm not exactly being nice to you. I haven't done anything nice to you or for you. Besides not killing you, as you keep bringing up." he snorted at her accusation that he was expecting a special sort of favor from her, "No." he didn't say anything more about it. He turned the car off the main road onto a dark driveway that winded between trees.
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