REINCARNATED

et, allowing mourners to offer their condolences and view Alex one last time befo

Alex had always been the least important person in the family, and she conside

's funeral either but was forced to by her father. She had no feelings for Alex, and

retted his decision to kill Alex. Even though no one kn

his life and the kind of person he was. Some said prayers,

eryone and told stories about Alex, trying to keep it lighthearted and

carried Alex's body through the attendees to the hearse. Ever

blocking any sunlight. Rain poured heavi

e else stood behind them in a semicircle. The pallbearers carried the ca

fall until the casket was buried completely. Above the soil stood his headstone, which read: Alexander

loudly. A young man lay in bed, groaning as he woke u

ound the small room. "Where the hell am

; it was thick and masculine. He touched his throat and felt a strong Adam's appl

oud. "Or was everything a dream? Was my divorce from Selena a dream

imself in the mirror, he gasped. The man was Alex Hamilton, but he was in another person's body. Ale

was taller, stronger, and incredibly impressive, with a strong jawline

on? Is this a dream?" he wondered aloud. The last thing Alex remembered was being shot by

ently closed the door and returned to the room. The clock read thirty-five minutes past seve

eck happened? Mark shot me, so I'm supposed to be dead. How am I st

o take a deep breath and stay calm. "I need to get answe

found an expensively tailored white suit, a pair of black designer shoes, and dark sunglasses. He knew the

as the most handsome and impressive man he had ever seen: slim b

oom one last look before walking out. He made his way down the corridor and found an ele

Instinctively, he put his hands in his pockets and felt somethi

his mind. The cigarette seemed like the perfect solution. As the elevator descended, Alex lit the cig

lobby, Alex exhaled a cloud of smoke, re

spacious and luxurious, with marble floors and elegant chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The recep

desk. The sound of his designer shoes echoed slightly in the grand space. As he re

eceptionist asked wit

nating with authority. The receptionist nodd

aid, handing him a receipt. Alex took it, sliding it int

ets bustling with people hurrying to their destinations. Cars honked, and the distant sound of construction added to

he go, he walked toward it. The bus stop was crowded, but he managed to find a spot to stand while waiting. A b

sh he found in the wallet from his room, then moved down the aisle to find a seat. The

ck, the cigarette still in his hand, though unlit now. He watched the city go b

th, and his new reality. His mind was a whirlwind of questi

ke sense of it, one step at a time," Alex

went through the expensive suit he wore and out of my pockets, he foun

ng for the date. What he found came as

nd rubbed his eyes to be sure he wasn't dreaming. The date on the jour

irst thing he checked was the date. The date was

ough, he had read about it and he had also watched movies that showcased it, and he had even heard stories about it. But he

d on this, th

own the streets, and his eyes were watchful. Alex felt light headed, and everything was un

ed was someone of importance. The journal in Alex hand contained so many events and activities that o

talian name. But who is he?" Alex a

was now in the body of a man named Alejandro Gambino was sinking in. The journal in his hand and the iPho

Frederick, Garza, Lizzy, and Salvador were listed with their phone number

phone to his ear, the dial tone ringin

ick's voice was casual but held an un

ng to sound as natural as possible. "Hey, Frederick

e usual spot?" Frederick r

the call and pocketing the phone. He didn't know where the "

meeting at a place called "The Skyline Lounge." It was dated just a fe

to The Skyline Lounge. The drive was short, and soon Alex found himself standing in front

ghting and plush seating. A bar lined one wall, and large windows offered a stunning vie

harp features and a confident demeanor, approached him. "Alej

d, forcing a smile. "Good

drinks. As they settled in, Frederick looked at Alex with cu

een feeling a bit... off lately. I guess I'm

l with the Rossi family, anyone would need some time to pr

ed more information but couldn't reveal his ignorance. "Yeah, about tha

he Rossi family last week. It's a big move for us, expanding our operations in

on. "Right, right. It's all coming back to

s about his new life as Alejandro Gambino. But Alex couldn't find out exactly what Alejandr

ned. He left the lounge and walked down the street, his mind racing. He now knew he was in the

names in the journal: Garza, Lizzy, and Salvador. They might hold the

aled Salvador's number. He waited

alvador asked immediate

and he was surprised t

, it's me," Al

and Alex sensed happiness in his voice. "W

lost," Alex replied, runnin

ght now, boss?" S

nd saw a restaurant c

do restaurant

boss," Salvador said,

lity he found himself in. The street was moderately busy, with people walking by, some entering and exiting

. They were both well-dressed and had an air of authority about them. One of the

This had to be Salvador. He extended his hand, a

ded some time to clear my he

nodded in agreement. "We were really worried,

. "Let's get inside

cozy, with dim lighting and soft music playing in the background. Once they were settle

was... away?" Alex asked, trying to sound aut

he past two days. We... we thought you were dead," Salvad

moved the cigarette from his l

d when the Morello family ambushed us," Salvador explained. "You

Morello family attacked us?" he asked in

r confirmed, concern

himself facing two tough-looking men who addressed him as their leader. The attack by the Morello family

tell Salvador that he had the wrong person, but the words wouldn't come.