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Heavy black boots hit the concrete floor with loud thumps, echoing throughout the silent air of the warehouse. Her steps were quick, and the other members dropped to silence as they watched her push through the door and into the gang's 'workplace'. She didn't look at anyone as she halted at the wooden door at the back of the warehouse. It took a few seconds before the door was finally opened by a tall, bulked bodyguard who stood at to the side, who of which then closed the door again as the female had passed through.

There was a large oak desk in the center of a dimly lit room. The room was kept alot nicer than the rest of the warehouse, and seemed like the office of a mansion. Although similar, it was instead the office of the gang leader. Mr.Valentino, as he preffered to be addressed as, or just sir, leant forwards over his desk to stare. As a former member of the international mafia, this old man had a strong Italian accent.
"Ah, Eva, you bring the news?" the corners of his mouth curved upwards into a crooked grin.

"It is done. The body was frozen, but through a chipping machine and then burnt. We hired a maid to clean any extra evidence at the scene, unknowingly, of course. We burnt his clothes and belongings also, and flushed them." The female, Eva, made her voice quiet but clear.
The man leant back again and let out a croaky laugh. Only when Eva cleared her throat did he return to his formal posture.
"Ah, and your reward." he said, and as if a silent signal, a bundle of money was tossed onto the table. The woman took it , and flicked through the thin sheets of paper, before nodding, and backing out the door which was closed behind her. Although she had been there since she was fifteen, and was indeed the co-leader, she had never dared turn her back on that man.

Eva was not a typical gang member. For starters, she was a female, which lead to her being looked down on by many and taken advantage of by all. Although she was taunted because of her small height of 5"4 and her gender, the Qairs (Pronounced Kez, a rather simple but known name) had always respected what she did. Although, a sudden shout of a greeting made her eyelid twitch a little.

Now that the silence was broken by someone, it was like a walk of shame as made her way back to the door. They liked to joke, and there was nothing she could do about i