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Broken

Drake

Drake parked his bike around the back of the shop and walked languidly to the front. His thoughts assaulted him left and right. No matter how hard he tried to put the scene out of his head, he kept coming back to the same place. Sicily standing there, horrified by him. He had been too aggressive with the kid, though the little punk ass deserved every minute of it.

Sicily obviously didn't agree.

Her words were harsh, and though he knew she didn't truly mean them, he couldn't convince himself otherwise. It was good that she had seen firsthand what a monster he could be. It had been a peaceful five years, but good fortune never lasted long in his life. The mob would come calling sometime soon and he would have to return. The sins of his past owed him a life of hell. Sicily didn't need to get involved in with him.

She can do much better. I want her to.

Drake walked into the gym and nodded at Violet as she glanced up from the appointment book.

"Hey, boss. How goes... oh." Her expres
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