Trap

The next day I woke up, but Lucia was gone, but I got dozens of messages about the shooting last night. There were many dead and probably the police would intervene in the mafia because of this. That was what some of the comments from my classmates were saying.

I left my cell phone on the bed and went out to the living room; however, I saw that the whole family, with the exception of Lucia's brother, was watching the news.

There were videos of the restaurants that had been shot and many people around watching in amazement how the place had been left.

The master of the house did not hesitate to speak to me.

"Why are you at war?"

"I don't know, they just forced me to be there."

"It's very dangerous, you could die, you must be careful, don't go south, it's too unsafe for you."

I felt a little strange, it was the same thing the mafia boss told me, but it was hard not to go there, I had to go to the university and head there.

"They don't know that I belong to the northern mafia, I don't th