Trapped in the Crime Lord's Obsession

a's

oftly, her eyes filled with something I couldn't quite pl

ou barely know me, and yet

ing at something, or someone, far away. "You rem

what to say. There was a rawness to her tone that chipped

I said softly, unsure

h a man and abandoned me for him. They eventually got marr

I felt a pang of guilt for my earlier d

blinking rapidly to fight back tea

abandonment," I murmured, "I'd like to go home. The last I saw of my father..

me, her expres

'd help me."

antly. "Alright then, we'

tton beside her, and a screen lit

he asked, his t

he said, turning to hand me a

y do I have this nagging feeling that you already

't quite reach her eyes. "I don't,"

***

nutes, we arrived

cing around. She followed behind me, and I

asked, my voice l

y. "It's safer this way, in ca

emies?" The word hung in the

ly, his expression tense. "Don wouldn't like t

r lips, silencing him wit

soon as it creaked open, a foul st

filled the air. My stomach ch

nnie said, her voice laced with comp

anded on the decomposing body of Chelie

washing over me. I hated my father, but even so, I co

my back. "I'm sorry about your

was also urgency in her tone. "We need to le

asting one last glance at Chelie bef

me, "there's a CCTV camera in the house. We can ch

her expression sharpening with cu

"It's hidden behind the bookshelf. The footage

. "Get the camera. Bring the entire setu

ded toward the bookshe

m but firm. She glanced at me, her eyes holding a prom

hatever that footage held, it might fina

TV camera, and w

ice uneasy, the thought of seeing Da

to the club. Damon is meeting with his capos there. But

loud. The idea of being anywhere ne

his beast, trapped in his world. He scared me more than I cared to ad

een sent. Luckily for you, it's still i

hance to see if my father was alive and uncover

my voice trembling with

deo began to load. I leaned closer, my

dragging my father into the living room, the

thing quickening as their mu

neered, lighting a cigarette. "And you've refused to pay. You c

g. "I'm sorry, but I don't have any money he

looking bored. "Kill him," he comm

art f

s clasped together. "How about...how about I give my two daughters to

ords echoed through the vehicle. My c

rembling, "He.... he s