TRAPPED; In the Mafia’s Snare…

SAN

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down, I could see the veins in his hands working. His suit was perfect, even though his body wasn’t straight the lines on his suit appeared to be. The perfectly shaped white triangles of his dress shirt hung loosely around his t

who had shown me went forward into the room and whispered something into his ear. His hand stoppe

d gaze. The inner half of his brow slanted down slightly creating a mischievous expression. The dangerous look was mixed with just a touch of

lked around to the front. He pulled a lighter and cigar in his mouth as

to the cigar after taking a long drag and pull it from his mouth to blow smoke to the side. In the background I could hear a clock ticking, I fought to keep my gaze on him and not study the room. I could guess that he was the man in charge, and if he suspe

t rememb

o clear my throat after hearin

lowly, emphasizing each one of his words, “I appro

I repeated

his head again, “I d

uiet. I was shaking though, and I couldn’t decide if it was due to the

ack beside the desk, he picked up my cell phone, wa

n, and shot it at the cell phone three times. Instinctively, I jumped backward and covered my ears as a shriek escaped my parched

d my hands from

w.” He waved his hand around with a dull exp

ghtened I was compared to the

Jo

He narrowed hi

as I spoke. He nodded, “And

timeters between us and I could not bring myself to make eye contact with him. He caught my chin between his thumb and index finger

glanced down momentarily to take me in then looked back to my eyes, “Very closel

to the

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way through the underground world. I was numb with fear, but alert with

I had somehow gotten over the worst hurdle already. Theoretically, I would just have to make it through the day now. Pose as a worker for one day and then at the end of the day, leave and

ind, when someone handed me a silver tray with

I’m new here.

her bra, she beckoned me over to a Long Island bar and began scribbling on the napkin drawing me a diagram. “This is where we will be until Chri

ntly etched into my mind under a tab titled ‘Oh shit’ and filed into

o happy to see someone like him, I had no clue. “Hey baby, I was jus

glanced at me then at her. “But, I beli

” I interjecte

eep the smile plastered on her face. “Of course Christiano.” She nodd

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