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chapter 26

Author: Uriel Kings
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Felix

Last night, I came inside and waited for Emily to follow.

She took her time, and I gave her all the time she needed because it was clear that she was trying to clear her head.

I know I fucked up. No matter what, I shouldn’t have let her come with us to bust Enzo and the Lucchese’s.

She is convincing. She came into work daily on top of her game, and I started believing she was the mafia.

But after I witnessed how we do things when betrayed, I’m reminded of my folly.

Emily is not the mafia. She simply works for one.

She will never understand my world, and she shouldn’t have to.

From this morning, I promise I will not allow her into the intricacies of our operations.

No matter how much she may try to convince me. It’s for her own good.

This morning, she walks into the kitchen.

I notice how tired she looks and how the bags under her eyes are more pronounced than usual.

“Good morning,” I say as I sip my coffee. “Did you sleep well?”

She doesn’t answer for a moment, just stares into h
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