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Chapter 29

Author: Celice Wylder
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-04-05 23:57:24
Rafael

We leave through the strip club’s back entrance, and from there go to the casino. The few straight cops, Harris mostly, always have me under surveillance, but they can’t watch every entrance and exit.

The strip club’s exit is well-hidden and most people don’t know about it. Even the dancers and staff enter through a different door. It’s the only way I can shake the constant tail on my ass.

By the time we get to the casino it is starting to fill up, which suits me just fine. The noise from above will drown out the man in my basement’s screams.

Paulie and Frankie already worked him over, and all they could get out of him was a few grunts. All we know about the man is that he works for Sforza.

Frankie overheard him bragging in one of Sforza’s joints about the job he pulled, and how he was next in line to become capo because he wasn't, 'afraid to do the dirty work.'

He’s a hopped up wiseguy who thinks too much of himself, and he thought that telling the rest of the crew how he kille
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    MadeleineRafael crushes out his cigarette and sips his drink. He brought up a glass of wine for me, but I hardly touched it. After what happened at the casino, I have a deep distrust for any kind of wine.“What time is it?” I ask.He glances at his watch. “Wow. Almost nine.”I jump up. “I missed Betsy’s bedtime. I promised her that I’d tuck her in.”“No,” he says and puts his glass down. “Your face is swollen. She’ll notice that you cried. I’ll do it. Why don’t you go take a nice, long bath and relax?”I shake my head. “I don’t… no, I don’t want to be alone.”He just nods. “Okay. I’ll be quick.”“Promise?”He leans over and kisses me. He tastes and smells like cigarettes and whiskey. I wrinkle my nose, and he laughs. “I also promise to brush my teeth.”While he is gone, I go to the bathroom. He’s right, my face is very swollen, my eyes red. I am exhausted. Mentally, I’m just done.I wash my face, brush my hair and teeth, and go back to the bedroom just as Rafael returns. Without a wo

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