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ra's
suit of the Cosa Nostra family's most fea
as a top-tier enforcer for a mob family, making gangs
shing. Every night, he would return to our room with his ri
me. On the night my mother swallowed pills and ended her life, h
e in a dangerous game, forcing us to live in an unheated
lieved his lies w
the surface. I fished it out, wiped away
ent ring from a private jeweler. Tota
swelled in my chest, as if our years o
ell on the client i
luxury apartment in Manhatt
sed the suit back into the water a
the desk-the one he claimed was onl
d taught me not only the techniques of restoring oi
I cracked the password and
thousand dollars; meanwhile, in the kitchen,
ese two images was absu
ars a month at all. From the illegal deals he managed for h
rayal: forty thousand dollars was transferred to an account under Mia's nam
d silence, and it was nothing more than the col
door lock clicked, and I sat a
om the hallway, carrying the scent of sta
ugh hand and casually brushe
dark like a ghost?" his de
ity bill to pay rent," I
the kitchen, heated up the watery porridg
aby, and stop wor
n porridge, feeling
for custom jewelry
cond, but he quickly regained his composure: "That was an erra
" I stared at him without blinking. "Sixty-eight thousand dollar
laugh and pushed the bowl of
y. "Just be patient a little longer, and one da
ingless hum, drowned out by the number echoing co
table and replied to a message. The pale l
lock screen. The sender was marked only w
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