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67. The Life of A Capo

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last update Last Updated: 2025-07-26 23:11:51

SOFIA

I woke up to the annoying sound of my phone buzzing against the pillow beside me. For a second, I wasn't even sure where I was. Then I blinked and rolled over, and I realized that I was back in my room. The sheets were twisted around my legs, the sun was way too high in the sky, and my phone screen was glowing bright with notifications.

There were three missed calls from Tony, and one from Leo. And there was a text from Tony that just said:

"Call me when you're up. It’s important."

I didn't even bother brushing my teeth first. I called him immediately, dragging myself out of bed as it rang.

"Hey," I croaked.

"Good morning," Tony's voice came through, calm and composed as ever. "Adrian told us to start bringing you up to speed today. Me and Leo are meeting you at the warehouse you'll be running. Do you think you can get to Brooklyn in an hour? I’ll send you the location."

"Sure,” I replied. “I'll be there."

"Good,” he said. “And please don't be late. Leo's already being a bitch a
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  • Becoming The Mafia Queen   67. The Life of A Capo

    SOFIAI woke up to the annoying sound of my phone buzzing against the pillow beside me. For a second, I wasn't even sure where I was. Then I blinked and rolled over, and I realized that I was back in my room. The sheets were twisted around my legs, the sun was way too high in the sky, and my phone screen was glowing bright with notifications.There were three missed calls from Tony, and one from Leo. And there was a text from Tony that just said:"Call me when you're up. It’s important."I didn't even bother brushing my teeth first. I called him immediately, dragging myself out of bed as it rang."Hey," I croaked."Good morning," Tony's voice came through, calm and composed as ever. "Adrian told us to start bringing you up to speed today. Me and Leo are meeting you at the warehouse you'll be running. Do you think you can get to Brooklyn in an hour? I’ll send you the location.""Sure,” I replied. “I'll be there.""Good,” he said. “And please don't be late. Leo's already being a bitch a

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