DEADENDS: How I Crossed Paths with the Mafia Don

ey sip on hot coffee, seeking solace from the relentless downpour. The conversation shifts to the d

rising from the cup. "It's disheartening, isn't it? We thought we were finally gett

. It's frustrating when the pieces of a puzzle refuse to fit together. We ha

ation. "But we can't give up, Ethan. Not yet. There's something about Elizabeth's

understand, Austine. Sometimes, the most challenging cases are the ones that push us

activity in the diner. The waitress returns, placing a fresh pot of coffee on the

to mind when you mentioned Elizabeth," the w

glance, their interest piqued. "What

was a regular customer, a man who used to come here often. He was us

with anticipation. "Tell us more. W

can't remember his name, but he was involved in some shady deali

n. "Did he ever mention anything about where they would

I think about it, he always came in around midnight, like clockwork. It was as

them. They had a specific time to work with now, a chance to confront

te. Austine, what do you say we stake out the diner tonight? We can obs

a plan, Ethan. Let's gather the necessary supplies and positi

than brace themselves once again against the r

y rain continues to pour down, obscuring their view. They huddle together

begins to take its toll, and Austine finds herself succumbing to fatigue. She fights to keep he

e window, her eyelids growing heavy. Unbeknownst to her, he

d gently tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, a small smile playing on his lips. He knows the

her eyes. She blinks a few times, trying to shake off the remnants of drowsiness. Wh

ozed off," Austine mumbles, rubb

t's okay, Austine. Stakeouts can be tiring. We all need a mom

ment washing over her. "I'm sorry if I slowed th

oice gentle. "Don't worry about it. We still have time

on shining in her eyes. "You're rig

e. He walks briskly, glancing around with an air of caution before entering a black sedan park

ping a safe distance as they trail

e chase takes them to the outskirts, where the city's

odest little house nestled amidst the dense forest. It stands

r at a discreet distance, deciding i

s beneath their feet mingles with the sounds of nature, amplifying the intensity of the moment. T

oach the house. It appears eerily quiet, with no signs of movement or life. Austine an

hadows dance on the windows, hinting at the potential presence of hid

n't turn back now," Austine whispe

nswers we seek."With their hearts pounding in their chests, Austine and Ethan leave their hiding spot and advance s