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60. An Offer
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Babysitting the Mafia Princess 62. Who Told?
River stood by the window, hands clasped loosely behind his back, staring out at the empty stretch of land beyond the glass. From the outside, it would have looked like he was calm and composed. Inside, something far colder had already settled in his chest.Someone was knocking on the door, but he did not turn. “Come in,” he said gruffly.The door opened. One of his men Stew, stepped inside, posture rigid, careful. “We found something,” he said.River looked at him. “Start talking,” he said impatiently.“Sir…there may have been a leak,” Stew said nervously.“Explain,” River said.Stew swallowed. “The cabin location was compromised before the attack. Communications were cut too clean. Too early. They knew where to hit and when.”River’s gaze sharpened. “That is not an explanation. How did this happen?”“Yes, sir,” Stew said quickly. “We traced internal communications. One of the men assigned to outer rotation sent a signal before the breach. Encrypted, but not well enough.”The room we
Babysitting the Mafia Princess 61. Where do I Start?
“Good,” The man said. He stood up slowly and stepped closer to Charlie.“My name is Adrian Voss,” the man said.Charlie did not react. He had no idea who this man was. “Never heard of you,” he said.Adrian’s mouth curved faintly. “That’s alright. You were not supposed to.”Charlie tilted his head slightly. “Then how about a proper introduction?”Adrian smiled. “I am not much different than River Foster. Merely a rival syndicate,” he explained.Charlie leaned back just a fraction, easing his stance again, letting the conversation feel less like a standoff and more like…something else. He didn’t know what exactly. The rival part was obvious. It wasn’t like River’s best friend would try to kidnap Sky. “Alright,” he said. “Why are you trying to kidnap Sky?”Adrian’s gaze sharpened just slightly, like he had been waiting for that question too. “Because she’s the only one who isn’t trained,” he said.Charlie raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”“You know what I mean,” Adrian went on, calm
Babysitting the Mafia Princess 60. An Offer
The car smelled like leather, cold air, and gun oil.Charlie kept his head down, his breathing steady now, controlled again after the chaos. His hands were restrained behind him, tight enough to remind him they were there, not tight enough to cut circulation.Oh, how sweet of them.The door on his side had a child lock. He had checked that within the first five seconds. Not that he could jump out anyway. The windows were too darkly tinted to see much beyond blurred shapes and streaks of white as they moved.He shifted slightly, testing the space, the angle, the distance between him and the man sitting beside him. He was sitting very close to him. Too close to try anything stupid. Good to know.No one spoke for the first few minutes. The engine hummed steadily beneath them, tires cutting through the snow with a low, consistent sound.His ankle throbbed with every small movement of the car, each bump in the road sending a dull pulse of pain up his leg. He ignored it. Pain was just infor
Babysitting the Mafia Princess 59. Gone
Charlie did not look back and kept going. He already knew what he would see if he did so, but he pushed forward, forcing his body into motion, each step uneven as his injured ankle dragged slightly behind his good leg. The snow made it worse. It gave under his weight, stealing what little stability he had left.A shot cracked behind him.Snow burst up near his foot, spraying cold against his jeans. He flinched but did not stop. He could not afford to stop. Another shot followed, sharper this time, closer.Charlie adjusted his path, angling slightly instead of running straight. He needed cover. He needed something to break their line of sight. The first line of trees hit him like a wall of shadow and branches. He slipped between them, using the trunks as shields, forcing himself deeper into the woods.For half a second, he thought maybe he could lose them. He ducked behind a tree, dragging in a breath, trying to steady himself, trying to listen past the pounding in his ears.Silence.N
Babysitting the Mafia Princess 58. Staying Still
Charlie stayed pressed against the wall just out of sight, his grip steady on the gun, his breathing slow and controlled despite the way his pulse pounded in his ears.One man entered first, weapon raised, sweeping the room with practiced precision. Another followed close behind him, then a third. They spread out without speaking, each one covering a different angle like they had done this a hundred times before.Not amateurs.Charlie shifted his weight slightly onto his good leg, ignoring the sharp throb in his ankle. The pain was there, constant and insistent, but it was background noise now. It did not matter.What mattered was the way they moved. They were clean and efficient like they had been doing this for decades. Probably had.They were not here to search blindly. One of them stepped further into the living room, glancing toward the couch, the fireplace, the hallway leading deeper into the cabin.“Clear left,” he said.“Kitchen clear,” another voice replied.Charlie tried not
Babysitting the Mafia Princess 57. What Happened?
Sky lay on her back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her phone resting on her stomach as her leg bounced restlessly. She had already checked her messages more times than she wanted to admit. Nothing new was there.She picked up her phone anyway and opened her chat with Charlie, rereading the last message he had sent like it might somehow change if she stared at it long enough.Soon.That was all he had said. Sky frowned at the screen. “That is not even a real answer,” she muttered to herself.She tossed the phone onto the bed beside her, then immediately reached for it again like she had separation issues with it. Her thumb hovered over his name for a second before she locked the screen instead.No. She was not going to text him again because he would just reply with something short and annoyingly calm like always. She sat up with a frustrated huff, dragging a pillow into her lap and hugging it tightly.A soft knock came from the door.“Miss?” one of the guards called from the othe
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