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Rags and Ritches 2

Author: Emma Mountford
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-04 00:07:04

Aria

I’d escaped, not one person was following me and I was free and clear.

Letting out a sigh of relief I finally let my shoulders relax and slowed. The last thing I wanted to do was draw attention to myself by walk running. I was meant to be a tourist.

Behind me I heard the first wail of siren, and I couldn’t help it I smiled to myself. My aim had been true , I’d seen the blood explode out of the man’s chest a second before I’d made my escape.

Elio was dead. Or if he wasn’t then he was badly hurt and would hopefully succumb to his injuries in the hospital and I would be free.

A man like him would have plenty of enemies, it wasn’t like he was going to die old and surrounded by grandkids in his bed. He was always going to die the way he lived. Brutal and bloody. And he had a lot of enemies.

Plus no one even knew I was here. I’d used a fake id. And i would leave the country on another one.

There was absolutely no way they could trace the assignation back to me.

Except my brother an
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