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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
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The mafia and his hit man CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Rafa’s POVAvery stopped talking to me.At first, I thought it was just one of his moods. He has them sometimes; he would go quiet, withdrawn, and unreachable. But this time, it was different. He didn't just shut down; he froze me out. He didn't even speak to me unless it was work-related—no eye contact, no jokes, no witty comments.I understood why.I said things I shouldn't have after the dock deal went wrong. I’d been angry at the situation, not at him. And when I saw him pull the trigger, my first reaction was to lash out at him.I didn't mean those words the way they sounded, but I said them anyway.Now the silence between us felt heavier than any fight we’ve ever had.That morning, I had a meeting with several suppliers. Kane accompanied me, but Avery didn't. He claimed he had things to take care of at home, which I knew meant he didn't want to see me, so I didn't press the issue.The meeting ended quickly, but the silence in the car on the way back felt heavy. I could tell Kane
The mafia and his hit man CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
Avery’s POVWhen I came downstairs, Rafa was already awake. The clock on the wall said it wasn’t even eight yet, but he was already dressed. His sleeves were rolled up, and he was talking on the phone.“Tell him if the shipment doesn’t move tonight, I’ll end the deal myself,” he said into the phone. “Understood?… good.” He ended the call and tossed the phone onto the desk, muttering words in Italian under his breath.I stood by the door, waiting until he finally noticed me.“Good morning.”He gave me a tired look. “It's barely eight, Avery.”“Still morning,” I said, leaning against the door frame.Rafa exhaled and leaned back in his chair. “I have a small shipment I want you to handle later.”That caught me off guard. “Handle it? As in …”“As in, go there. Kane will go with you; make sure the deal goes smoothly.” He flipped open a folder and slid it across the desk. “It’s a simple exchange, no need for weapons or drama.”“You know with me it's never simple,” I said, crossing my arms.
The mafia and his hit man CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Avery’s POVRafa’s office looked like it had been in chaos for days. The desk was cluttered with papers, nearly empty wine bottles, and a folder he had opened and closed four times in the last hour. The air was heavy with tension that suggested bad news was looming.I sat across from him with my legs stretched out, pretending to read the document he had given me earlier. My mind was elsewhere, and I knew nothing about accounting or whatever the file was about. I think he just brought me here to keep an eye on me.Since the ambush, Rafa had become quieter than usual, which made those around him feel uneasy. The men downstairs avoided him like the plague when he passed by. Even Kane, who was usually blunt, looked tense.It was nearly midnight and I was already feeling tired and sleepy when a knock sounded at the door.Rafa didn't look up from his file. “Come in.”Kane entered, looking tired, not the kind that sleep could fix, but the kind that stemmed from carrying an unspoken burden.“
The mafia and his hit man CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Avery’s POVThe meeting this afternoon wasn’t supposed to take this long.Rafa has been sitting across from a local politician for nearly two hours, discussing zoning rights and construction permits—polite words that really meant land grabs and money laundering. The man smiled the whole time as if he were doing Rafa a favor. I knew that look; it was the look of someone smug and confident, who thought a pocket full of money and a government seat made him untouchable.People blindly trusted government officials. They saw it as the line separating chaos from order, but what they didn't realize was that most times, this line doesn't even exist. The same people who signed the laws were secretly making deals with guys like Rafa. And men like me? We stood in the background, making sure no one knew too much.I stayed quiet, watching the show.The man, I think his name was Senator Dimitri, talked too loudly and leaned forward more often than necessary. He looked at Rafa like he was trying to i
The mafia and his hit man CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Rafa’s POV Meetings after bloodshed were always the same. They were loud and defensive. Everyone was talking all at once until I had to remind them who was in charge. This one was no different. My men were scattered around the long table in the meeting room, talking to each other and arguing about what had gone wrong the night before. Everyone had a theory, a person to blame, or a warning to throw out. I let them talk for a while. Sometimes it is better to hear what people have to say when they think they are being useful. Avery was there too, sitting a few feet from me, slouched in his chair. He looked bored, tapping his fingers on the table, pretending he wasn't listening. But I knew better, he wouldn't miss anything. Kane was sitting not too far from Avery, watching everyone arguing as if he couldn't be bothered to join them. The noise in the room was starting to give me a headache. I lifted a hand and everywhere went silent. “Enough,” I said loudly. Then I gestured to
The mafia and his hit man CHAPTER TWENTY
Avery’s POV The hot water stopped running fifteen minutes ago, but I stayed under it anyway. Unlike everything else, the shower was quiet and peaceful. When I turned it off, my hands were wrinkled, and my hair was messy. I grabbed a towel, wiped myself down, and threw on a tank top and sweats. My ribs still ached from earlier, but it wasn't too bad. The pain was familiar, and it kept me grounded. I went downstairs, running a hand through my wet hair. The house was quiet except for a faint voice from the living room. It was Rafa’s, and whoever he talked with was in trouble. He was pacing, phone in hand, and his shirt was still half open. A glass of whiskey sat on the table beside the couch. He looked like he hadn't sat down since I left. His voice was rough, and he was speaking so fast in Italian. I only caught part of the conversation—“Capito? Bene… Non mi importa. Fallo adesso.” When his eyes flicked up and met mine, he paused for a moment, then went right back to barking or
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