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Chapter 133: Requiem?

Author: Athena Enchanted
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-21 23:45:03

I wait for a solid hour before going to the location in the client's order. Igor tries to accompany me but I have him distract my siblings while I slip away. No one else has to know what im doing, not even Alessio. A part of me tries to call him and seek his help but I wind up going alone. It's only three men, I can take them. They're not armed and will be expecting me to kill Enzo rather than them.

However, as a backup, I chose to bring a friend along but she's more of a colleague than a friend. She's perfect, we've done a few missions together and we worked well enough for us to silently bond and pair up for whatever jobs needed extra hands.

The client sent additional notes that included blueprints of an abandoned house on the outskirts of the city, somewhere no one would ever think to look for a missing person. And the craziest thing? This land belongs to the Cosa Nostra, I know every jurisdiction we won and this is ours. It's sadistic to want to kill Enzo on his territory, I up
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