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Chapter 47

Penulis: Nellie Downs
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Skai’s POV

I can't unsee what I've seen. Matteo was murdered, naked, dumped, and mutilated . He died working for a mafia boss. I've seen people die, but not someone I just knew. Not someone I saw a few hours ago. Not someone that saved my life.

Luca killed Matteo. The man might have given a wrong location when he knew they would kill him either way. Maybe it was a trap. Maybe it wasn't. Luca might be with his men, and they overpowered the two of them.

It felt like someone was stabbing my heart with a sharp knife. My heart was bleeding. My assumptions might be wrong; if only he could just stand up and talk for himself.

I fell to my knees beside his corpse. I couldn't even touch him. I was beginning to tremble. I felt a large tear roll down my cheek, and I wiped it off in embarrassment.

He bled, and he died. He tells in a heap that any man and his blood spilt out like any blood; red as any blood; wet as any blood and reflecting in the sky and the buildings and birds and trees.
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