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A TRAIL OF BLOOD
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CHAPTER 20 TB Luciana mechanically steamed the milk, her mind a thousand miles away. Her mother's heart attack had left her shivering on the inside, and she couldn't help but feel unease while at work. She had taken a few hours off work to visit her mother in the hospital, but now she was back at the coffee shop, trying to distract herself from the worry that gnawed at her. As she worked, a customer cleared her throat to get Luciana's attention. Luciana didn't notice at first, as she was lost in her thoughts. The customer cleared her throat again, louder this time. Luciana looked up, startled, to see a girl with bright blue eyes and curly blonde hair standing at the counter. "I'm so sorry," Luciana said, feeling a flush rise to her cheeks. "Welcome to The Daily Grind. What can I get for you?" The girl smiled kindly. "Is everything okay? You seemed a little...distracted." She said as she ordered a cappuccino, and watched Luciana mechanically make the drink. As she hande
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CHAPTER 21 TB After his mother's burial, Antonio became a shadow of himself. He developed the habit of locking himself in his room and surrounding himself with bottles of whiskeys. His father, the Don of the mafia family, had never expressed feeling of affection while his mother was alive. To him, it was always about the mafia business, the power he holds and the money he could control. It was almost as if Antonio was invisible in his sight. He was never around to teach him how to ride a bicycle or kick a ball, neither did they go on a family vacation like normal families do. Well, of course, his family was never normal. As the days turned into weeks, Antonio's behavior became increasingly disturbing. He visited the club frequently, drowning himself in cocaine and whiskey, violating the sacred Omertà code of silence and conduct that governed their mafia family. He also broke the cardinal rule of "Non Molestare" (not bothering or causing trouble) by getting into disputations wit
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CHAPTER 20 TB Luciana mechanically steamed the milk, her mind a thousand miles away. Her mother's heart attack had left her shivering on the inside, and she couldn't help but feel unease while at work. She had taken a few hours off work to visit her mother in the hospital, but now she was back at the coffee shop, trying to distract herself from the worry that gnawed at her. As she worked, a customer cleared her throat to get Luciana's attention. Luciana didn't notice at first, as she was lost in her thoughts. The customer cleared her throat again, louder this time. Luciana looked up, startled, to see a girl with bright blue eyes and curly blonde hair standing at the counter. "I'm so sorry," Luciana said, feeling a flush rise to her cheeks. "Welcome to The Daily Grind. What can I get for you?" The girl smiled kindly. "Is everything okay? You seemed a little...distracted." She said as she ordered a cappuccino, and watched Luciana mechanically make the drink. As she hande
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CHAPTER 19 TB Luciana wove through the vibrant stalls of the Columbia Market, her mother, Estana, by her side. The scent of fresh fruit and spices filled the air as they chatted with the market women. "¡Mira, Luciana! Look at these beautiful mangos," Estana exclaimed, holding up a juicy fruit. "¡Ay, señora! You're going to make me cry with your bargaining skills," the vendor joked, as Estana negotiated the price. Luciana laughed and playfully rolled her eyes. "Mama, you're going to give her a heart attack." Estana chuckled and handed Luciana a few mangos. "Take these, m'ija. We'll make a delicious salsa for dinner." As they continued through the market, they stopped at a stall selling colorful textiles. Estana admired a vibrant scarf, and the vendor, began to tell them about the traditional Colombian patterns. "¡Este es un diseño muy especial (This design is very special)" the vendor explained, pointing out the intricate motifs. Estana's eyes sparkled with interest. "¡
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CHAPTER 18 TB The air was filled with the scent of incense and freshly cut flowers as the mourners prepared to bid their final farewell to Maria, Antonio's mother. The funeral procession wound its way through the streets, led by a sleek black hearse adorned with intricate gold accents. Behind it, a sea of somber faces followed, their eyes cast downward in respect. As they arrived at the cemetery, the sound of mournful music filled the air, played by a lone violinist standing atop a nearby hill. The melody was haunting, a traditional Italian lament that seemed to capture the sorrow of the occasion. Donatello's face was a mask of stone as he gazed out at the crowd. He wore dark shades so no one could catch a glimpse of the pain he felt at losing his wife. Antonio, meanwhile, was a picture of devastation. His eyes were red-rimmed from crying, his face pale and drawn. He clutched a single white rose in his hand, his fingers trembling as he gazed at the coffin. As the priest be
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CHAPTER 17 TB(Throwback) Antonio sat in the extravagant restaurant, the soft hum of conversation and the clinking of fine china creating a sense of refinement and elegance. He sat alongside his father, Donatello, a man whose presence commanded respect and inspired fear. They were in a meeting with Italian's finest business men. Across from them, his mother, Maria, chatted amiably with Ms. Grace, her eyes sparkling with warmth. As the conversation flowed, Maria excused herself, pushing back her chair. "I'll just get something from the car," she said, smiling at Antonio. He watched as she walked out of the restaurant, her slender figure disappearing into the bright sunlight. His gaze followed her outside, drifting to the parking lot. And then, in an instant, everything changed. Maria's body jerked violently, her arms flailing as she crumpled to the ground. Antonio's eyes widened in horror as he saw the flashes of gunfire, heard the muffled reports of the shots. His mother h
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CHAPTER 16Antonio clutched his fist in fury, he couldn't shake off the feeling that his world would crumble if Alessandro had Luciana again. His father would berate him for being incompetent.He thought back to the events that led him to this point, to the choices he made and the secrets he kept.As a child, he had always felt like an outsider in his own family. His father, a ruthless businessman and the head of the silician Mafia family , had always prioritized power and wealth over his son's well-being. Antonio's mother, Maria, had been his only source of comfort and love.But when Maria was assassinated, he was left alone to face his father's cruelty. He was forced to grow up too quickly, learning about guns and dark secrets Mafia has to hide from the world.As he grew older, Antonio became determined to prove himself to his father, to show him that he was worthy of respect and love. But no matter how hard he tried, he could never seem to measure up.His thoughts were interrupted
