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I just witnessed a mob hit. The lighter flicks like the sound of a gunshot. Smoke from his cigarette slips through the cracks of my hiding place. His dark chuckle haunts future nightmares I’ll never get to have.
Please walk away. Please.
The sound of a zipper…and then his voice: “Faith Jacobson. 580 Flatbush Avenue. Brooklyn.”
He’s got my wallet. My driver’s license. He knows who I am. It’s over for me. He flings open the lid of the dumpster. The nearby streetlight illuminates me, and suddenly he decides I’m not dying tonight.
No, I am now to become a gift… to his even deadlier brother.
I just became the property of Leo Raspallo.
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