The Ganglord's Girl

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y specific details but you need to get a name. Just a name. I'll give you a new identity and you'll be working in another bar, much like this one but

I ask. "You haven't seen me in years,

end up thinking about me? This sounds to me like something serious, and it h

that never changes, Amelia. You're perfect for the job. I won't tell you details because I do

t in my chest. This is huge-big than I co

connec

ll have to find out at some point. Devon has always been very honest, though, even when we we

, I can finally go to college. I didn't go because I had to work to keep the roof over our heads and food on our table. Mom's too tired to work now but she sews sometimes. I would love to giv

ron out, our lives will finally be as they should have. I'v been drea

ew identity so those guys don't come after your mother." He slides it to me. Hesitantly, I open it, and inside, I see a new

that. That's who you'll beco

back in the envelop

a little. "So yo

st tell me wha

isn't his real name. He told me they've been in need of a bartender in one o

e through my veins. I've never been out of town bef

we need to find out who he is. Your one job is to find out his name." He takes a sip

me uneasy. "Crime f

remember?" He drains his glass and I refill it. He gulps it down quickly. "As

ave to trust him. I have to do

y fear is that he'll take back the offer and I won't have a chance to get thi

early." I turn all the lights off after I've packed his glass away. I look back at the bar one last time before I lock up. I'll still have

ng me the entire time. He's driving a rental. I sh

cally the sentimental type, but saying goodbye always get

u'll still be working at a bar, only one that won't smell like pis