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Chapter 58
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Beggar struggles to leave my warmth.And I don't want to let her go as I release her from the safety of my arms.I follow behind her, but not too close. No way am I letting her get near them alone, family or not.Killer goes straight to the man in the beige suit and punches him solid in the stomach. The guy barely flinches.It's those seconds when I take my eyes off Beggar, does she run into Deno's arms.I walk closer to the Mafia sizing him up.He has on a dark charcoal suit with a light blue shirt. Out of all the guys in his circle he is the most under dressed. The deadliest too.Deno has a reputation that's simple, no one fucks with him and lives to speak his name.I watch his hazel eyes crinkle as he tugs on Beggar’s hair. She swats him away like a naughty child.Why is she so care free with him?! Jealousy has many ugly heads, men fought wars, lost their lives, killed their brothers because of that on
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Hannah Are you insulting my kid?" I'm aware my loud voice has dropped, and the calm façade is now in its place. River's face goes from relaxed to defensive in seconds."Fuck no, I was giving you advice." "It didn't sound like advice, I'm pretty sure it was an insult." I know my face is all sticky and my hairline too. Also, I probably look like a sick freckled tomato, but I still scowl at him. River's blue eyes narrow as his teeth lock, his jaw flexing in obvious irritation. Hah, it looks like his true nature is coming out to play. Too bad I got no time for games. I'm about to say just that when he bellows, "Why would I insult her when I agreed to build her a fuckin' treehouse that's going to put me back a coupla grand? I didn't come here to listen to your bitchin' Hannah." "You did what?" I know I'm screeching, and Ms. Drew is going to come outside and explain to me again the 'correct' behavior of a good Christian woman.
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Hannah "You killers, I wish someone smashed you under a bike," Jo yells loud enough to inform the entire neighborhood. "Jo, that's enough," I say in a quiet but firm voice pulling her closer toward me with the Popsicles still clutched in my hand. She doesn't listen to me, and I'm winded when she elbows me by mistake (I hope) and forces me to let her go as I drop the Popsicles on the ground. My kid doesn't go kicking the bike again but stands there with her arms folded and a big angry scowl on her tear-filled face, and I see this as I bend my head looking at her instead of the two men. The heat is scorching, and I'm tempted to pick up the Popsicles I dropped on the ground and shove it between my breasts. But I don't think it'll be appropriate behavior with the men who are both off their bikes watching my girl and Caden. He is standing a few feet in front of Jo with his arms folded across his small chest
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HannahTwo weeks in our new place and it's finally feeling like home. Jo has been spending even more time with Caden since he stays a few doors down while I spend more time on my studying. As grateful as I am for the job I have, the Lord knows I don't like it. I need something challenging, which is why I'm finishing off med-school part-time.It isn't easy, but I have enough credits to do it. Add in the Harvard letter I received a few years ago when I decided to go down this road, I'm finally able to complete my four years. It would take me another six years until I'm done, but I'm okay with that. I have nowhere to go, and I'm in no rush to finish it, well, not much of one. It'll be nice to make more money and not have to worry about counting my quarters for once. I'm sitting by the black plastic coffee table outside with the floral umbrella stuck in the center. My notes lay scattered on the table, while my chipped coffee cup stands to the side, where a bee currently buzzes ab
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River The brown glass body of the beer I've been nursing for way longer than I'd like sweats as it slowly loses its cool. The Italian fucker tied to the plastic chair that's positioned in the middle of the lounge area with a black bed sheet acting as a floor rug sweats as he loses more blood. A few days ago, I was on my way to Idaho looking for a lead on my latest assignment. Today I'm in the last place that I want to be in. I am back home, in good ole' Kanla. I knew I had to return to it all eventually, never thought that day will be anytime soon. It's an easy seven years since I've been back and while the people are the same the place looks different. I expected old feelings of guilt to return but there was nothing but anger and determination. A lot of it had to do with the reason I was even in Kanla. Just thinking about the whole thing almost has me laughing while watching this waste of space bleed. When I arrived a few hours after a clipped word from our National Pres
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