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Spin The Coin

Author: Eternal ink
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-05 04:39:41

Lena tried to hurry to her parents but was held by a man; he grabbed her hair and pulled her closer to him.

“It’s Linda,” he blurted, and the man who stood by the side dressed in a gray suit approached them and took a proper look at Lena.

“Why do you have my parents tied up?” Lena asked angrily when the man showed a coin to Lena.

“The boss already spun the coin; I am sure you know what it means,” the man chuckled. He was the Italian Mafia’s spin man, Dante, and since the boss couldn't come all the way to America, he was placed in charge of finding Linda and wiping off her family.

“What are you talking about?” Lena asked, What coin, and who was the boss?

Dante crouched to Lena’s level and gripped her cheeks tightly. “We trusted you, but you chose to betray us?” he asked, and Lena shook her head in denial as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“You must be mistaken; I am not Linda, and please don't hurt my parents,” she burst out in tears, and Dante chuckled. Of course he expected such a reply from her.

Lena’s gaze moved to her parents, who were in tears but couldn't utter a word as there was a tissue in their mouth, preventing them from talking.

“Go on” Dante nudged at one of the men who walked towards Lena’s dad, and her eyes widened in shock when the man pushed her dad off the balcony. Lena’s gaze was stuck on the empty space her dad was sitting in right now.

She was in a trance and couldn't comprehend what was happening. Was she having a nightmare, or did this really happen?

"Papa,” Lena muttered as countless tears found their way down her cheeks. She stood up and pushed Dante angrily.

“What are you doing?” Lena burst out in tears, fell to the ground, and kept hitting it. Her dad was pushed off the balcony like it was normal; the building was about ten meters high, and there was no way he was going to survive.

"Papa,” Lena clutched her chest tightly, not able to stop herself from crying. She stared at her mom, whose face was also wet from tears; the thought of her mom being pushed off the balcony made her shiver in fear.

“Please, please… If Linda has done anything, then I promise to pay it back. Please…” Lena folded her hands in a plea, went on her knees, and pleaded Dante.

But what she didn't know was the fact that Dante didn't have any say; their boss already asked him to spin the coin, which was used to determine if her parents would live or die, and it landed on die.

“Where is the suitcase?” Dante asked Lena, who shook her head; she had no idea about the suitcase; why wouldn't they believe she wasn't Linda?

“Believe me, I am not Linda. I have no idea about a suitcase.”

Then she pointed at her mom, “You could ask her; I am not Linda.” She kept pleading, but this frustrated Dante; the fact that he knew she was lying made him so angry before he turned to one of the men.

“Just do it,” Dante ordered, and the man used his leg to push Mrs. Morgan off the balcony.

“No!!!” Lena screamed her lungs out as she watched her mom fall off the balcony. "Mommy,” she called out, but no reply came from her mom. Lena was pulled up by Dante, and he pushed her to one of the men.

“She is coming to Italy with us; we will let the boss decide her fate,” Dante said before he turned to leave when Lena pushed his man away and hurried past him.

“Go after her." Dante scolded as Lena kept running without looking back; she hurried to the entrance when she spotted some men.

“God please…” Lena muttered before she hurried to the kitchen and closed the door as they kept hitting the door.

“Enough games, Linda; I am sure you don’t want to make the boss angrier." Dante yelled from outside, and Lena pushed the chairs to block the door and she sat at the edge of the kitchen as her hands and lips kept shivering.

“Mommy, papa” Lena was in tears before her phone rang; she quickly retracted it and noticed it was a call from her sister Linda.

"Yes, Lena, I am on my way to the mansion, so don't blow my phone up,” Linda snorted.

“Linda, some men... They are looking for you; they killed mommy.” Lena stuttered as she tried to explain the situation to Linda, who was fast to understand.

"Lena, get out of there; run as fast as you can." Linda scolded over the phone, but Lena kept crying; she was surrounded by them, so how could she leave?

“They think I am you; if you show up, then maybe they will leave,” Lena explained as Dante’s men kept trying to break the door.

“They want a suitcase, Lena, and it was stolen from me; they won’t kill you if they think you are me,” Linda said before she tried to explain things in detail to Lena.

“Don’t let them know you are not me; I promise to find the suitcase and come to you,” Linda explained while in tears, and Lena shook her head; she just wanted this to end.

"Linda, please come; these men will harm me,” Lena pleaded.

“If you tell them you are not me, then they will kill you; they can’t kill me because they need the suitcase, so let them believe you are me. I promise to save you, Lena; please stay alive.” Linda kept pleading when the door pushed open. Lena shot the phone below the table when those men rushed towards her and grabbed her.

“You think you are smart?” Dante scolded before he took out a white tissue and pressed against her nose, and she lost consciousness.

“Take her to the van; the boss will be so happy to see her." Dante ordered before Lena was moved to the van, which drove away from the Morgan’s home.

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