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"It's going to be fine, Retta, just stay close to me," Fabian assured her, holding her close.

Loretta's hands were trembling, as if she were reliving the entire moment at the ball.

"Wilma, Wilma..." Loretta kept whispering to herself, but loud enough for Fabian to hear her.

"Loretta!" The mafia boss shook her vehemently. "Wilma is not here, she's at the hospital receiving treatment, okay? Now come, let's get out of here."

After Fabian had said this, the emergency lights came back on. They were red, not as bright as before.

"Where are we going? Was anyone injured?"

"No one was injured."

"What about Ramirez?"

"He's still back there."

"Shouldn't you be saving him and not me?"

"I only save those I care about. Loretta, you are the only one that would get hurt in this room, and I'll give a shit. Now follow me closely, let's leave this place. We still have some partying to do."

"Partying? How can you be talking about partying right now?" Loretta stopped following Fabian.

"Come on, let's have