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72. Enzo
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2025-10-31 20:28:55
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In My Godfather’s Bed 226. Tabitha
Tabitha:Dinner was quiet… too quiet. My fork floated carefully above the plate, skimming food gently as I tried my best not to break the dangerously delicate silence with the sound of silverware against ceramic. Now and then, I would catch the black gun through the corner of my eye. The feeling that that wasn’t the only one on the table continued to gnaw at me. My body trembled, but I managed to finish my meal. I didn’t even ask for a second helping, but my plate was automatically refilled. “We wouldn’t want you to lose weight, now would we?” Collin said, his voice light. His hands grazed my hair, sending a shiver down my spine. “Just because we are in a gang doesn’t mean we should throw away our manners, right?”There was a stiff murmur around the table. The cheeriness in Collin's voice now had an edge to it that I just couldn’t get rid of. Had it always been there, but I had been the one who chose to ignore it? Enzo was right. Why didn’t I just listen? Without another word, I pi
In My Godfather’s Bed 225. Enzo
Enzo: “Is everyone alright? Is anyone hurt?” There was a slight murmur, but everyone had found their footing. The windows had shattered from the impact, and glass shards were everywhere. Chase had a cut on his cheek that was bleeding. Everyone else had a few grazes and bruises. “What the hell happened?” one of the girls said. “I have no idea,” I replied. “Let’s try to get out…” The coach doors behind us groaned open, and someone popped their head in. “Is everyone here all right? Please try to get your bags and make your way this way.” Mothers cradled their babies, husbands guided their wives, and everyone made their way to the exit. My team and I grabbed our bags and followed suit. The sun was bright, and the grass was soft, littered with people sitting on it and tending to their injuries. On the five-coach-train, only our coach had turned over. The conductor stepped out and did a quick head count of everyone, asking for their tickets and double-checking with the nam
In My Godfather’s Bed 224. Tabitha
Tabitha:There was a soft knock on the door. I opened my eyes and sat up. Everywhere was hazy, and it was still cold. The bottle of whiskey had been reduced to two-thirds of its original volume. At the door stood a tall black man in a suit. He walked slowly towards me, but I still couldn’t make out my face. My heart started to race; I rubbed my eyes furiously as I backed up against the chair. I wanted to scream, but I was too weak, too dizzy. My bones felt like a sack of rocks.“Stay away! Stay away! Stay…”The figure stopped, and slowly, my vision began to sharpen. I would have been surprised if Enzo hadn’t told me already. “Hello, Tabitha.” Collin purred, his eyes resting calmly on me. He was smiling softly; that soft smile he always gave me, the smile that made me think that he was safe to be around. It was not a lie. He was a monster. “What are you doing here?” I snapped, still squeezing my body against the velvet cushions. “So much venom for someone who has drunk most of my w
In My Godfather’s Bed 223. Enzo
Enzo:The train moved slowly along the tracks. Everyone else was conversing in low tones while I was looking at the security footage. From what I could see, Tabitha had left her room for the kitchen. She was sitting at the kitchen island, talking to Edwardo, who had just made a tray of samosas.Nothing looked out of the ordinary. I had checked the time stamps, and everything was in place. There was nothing strange going on. Maybe whatever Edwardo told her must have lifted her spirits a little. Maybe we would actually have a better chance of figuring this mess out as soon as I got back. “So are you sure that you have no idea of what the Ma..”The girl was pinched sharply, and she immediately kept quiet and looked around. Even though we were alone, we couldn’t risk talking so carelessly. “If I had the faintest idea of what they were after, then there would be a point to me dragging you all along on this,” I muttered, not lifting my head. “I would have given them what they wanted with
In My Godfather’s Bed 222. Tabitha
Tabitha:I opened my eyes, and the first thing that hit my lungs was the smell of wine mixed with cigarette smoke. I tried to stand up, but my head hurt, and my wrists felt raw. I looked down at them; they were red like someone had used a sponge and aggressively scrubbed them.“Where am I?” I sat up, and I looked around. This wasn't a familiar place. The ceilings were too high. The furniture looked old and distinguished. The rug smelled slightly of alcohol and smoke. This was not a place that I knew.I tried to stand up, but my knees gave out, and I collapsed to the floor. My mind was going haywire, questions popping in and out, and slowly, I began to remember how I got there.Edwardo…I was talking to him in my room, and then he gave me some samosas to eat, and then the next thing I knew, it went dark, and I ended up here. I sat up and hugged myself tight, looking around the dimly lit exotic ancient room. Why did he have to do this? Who was asking him to do this? What did they want
In My Godfather’s Bed 221. Enzo
Enzo:“Let me get this straight. You want us to follow you to Westlean Avenue Road so that you can search the house of your old friend to retrieve some information that he might have had about the Red Mafia when he was working for them back in the day?”I nodded slowly. And here I was thinking that I was going to have to explain it multiple times before they could understand what I was saying.“And what makes you think that we would want to put our lives on the line for you? I mean, look at Sandy. She didn't even do anything serious apart from helping you decode a piece of paper, and they slit her throat for it.”“I am well aware of what the Red Mafia did to send Sandy,” I said calmly, “but if we don't stop them they are going to do something much worse and do you think that they will just stop at Sandy, or me, or my ward?”They all looked around the room at each other, and I allowed the question to sit in the air.“I am not asking you to put your lives on the line; I'm only asking yo
In My Godfather’s Bed 111. Enzo
Enzo:Why did she pick tonight of all nights to be a brat?! I looked at my cards. My mind was racing, but my face was as stiff as a board. I had played poker to know that I had a shitty hand. I was not going to win, unless by some miracle, but I couldn’t fold. The Consigliere had taken away that op
In My Godfather’s Bed 109. Enzo
Enzo:Tabitha came back in the afternoon. She barely looked at me when I said ‘Good afternoon’ and asked how Nora was doing. She simply strode past me and went upstairs.Sunday had never been so quiet and tense. I called Grayson Hospital and asked them to return Dr. Gregory’s license to him, and th
In My Godfather’s Bed 108. Enzo
Enzo:“I just let her walk out the door. Why the hell did I just let her walk out the door?”My heart was racing in my chest. Three missed calls and still nothing from her. “Fuck!”The chair creaked loudly as I sat down on it, head in my hands. I wanted to scream. What the hell was wrong with me?
In My Godfather’s Bed 107. Tabitha
Tabitha:“You.”My body shook with anger. Enzo stepped back, slight worry flickering in his eyes. “What did you do?” I demanded, placing an angry finger on his chest. I couldn’t stop hearing it: Nora crying, her eyes probably red and her voice hoarse. She liked Gregory, and now everything was ruin
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