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Chapter 6

Author: Redleaves
Once Margaret and the guards backed out, I tossed the broken bottle aside and stuffed my last shirt into the suitcase.

I didn't take a single thing Vito had given me.

After five years, what I chose to take with me filled only half a suitcase.

I'd just zipped it closed when the door opened.

Margaret stood in the doorway with the keys, her legs shaking so badly she could barely stand.

Behind her was a man with a gun.

He wore a fedora, the brim pulled low over most of his face.

"Get out!"

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    Once Margaret and the guards backed out, I tossed the broken bottle aside and stuffed my last shirt into the suitcase.I didn't take a single thing Vito had given me.After five years, what I chose to take with me filled only half a suitcase.I'd just zipped it closed when the door opened.Margaret stood in the doorway with the keys, her legs shaking so badly she could barely stand.Behind her was a man with a gun.He wore a fedora, the brim pulled low over most of his face."Get out!"He lowered the gun, and Margaret scrambled away.The man walked up to me and took off his hat.He had deep-set gray-green eyes, a straight nose, and a faint scar along his jaw that hadn't been there before.The scent of bitter orange and tobacco washed over me, bringing back every embrace from five years ago."Luca.""Nice livestream, sweetheart."His voice was low."But next time you dance, make sure it's with me."He kissed my forehead. His lips trembled, and he stayed there for a long time."Especiall

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