“We should let her go,” James speaks to me with fear in his voice. “What?! Why the change of mind? What happened? You were excited about her yesterday.” “I don't see a bright light on this anymore. The look on your uncle's face right now. The visit from your uncle and what went down now. I see deadly challenges coming on our way. “You are already getting beyond your uncle's nerves. I could tell by his expression. He knows you very well. That act you put up, anyone could read it. I promise you if he finds her with you. We will be done for before we take a step outside this place.” “I won't let him find out. Why do you keep jinxing the situation? Are you tempting fate with me?” “I have found out. Someone else will find out. I do not know of any deep secrets in our world. I don't think it's okay for you to continue getting involved with her. “Whatever situation we are in. I am scared we are making it worse for her.” “Is it okay if she dies in my uncle's warehouse? You asked me the

THIRD PERSON'S POV Luciano's father was in Luciano's shadow, following him around the house. Even while alone with his mother, his father stood aside, supervising everything they did. Luciano had no time for himself. He could barely speak to his mother alone. He had tried to speak to her very few times. When they tried and succeeded, his father would punish him by forcing him to do the unthinkable. Like his first kill when he was five years old, and more kills until five years ago. It was almost his eighteenth birthday. When Luciano got wind of his father wanting to leave his reign with him, the life he was living already suffocated him. And with the news of the crowning of a Mafia heir coming soon. Luciano got up the courage and told his father off beforehand. He would not take over and become a Mafia boss. All his life Luciano had failed to convince his father to do anything he ever wanted and always did what his father wanted him to do. But years after his mother's wrongful

THIRD PERSON’S POV Three days later…… The troubling loud sound from the sky travels around. A chopper tows through the tow line of clouds above the forest heading toward the mountains. It towers above tall trees over a green landscape, then over waterfalls, the rapidly flowing water. Luciano walks out on the front seat of the passenger, straddling himself from the downdraft. After he gets off the helicopter, he walks into a car, then stops, and rides a train before he gets into another chopper. The chopper flows through the water, shaking as it passes into a dark, dense cage and then into an opening where the chopper lands. The helicopter sits on the edge of the cliff overlooking the narrow river. A river flows through a thick forest. Luciano walks out of the helicopter and crutches to the edge of the water. Wind whistling. Mist covers a mountainous green landscape. The sun is going down from the heavy sky. He washes his hands at the shallow end of the river and scans the sur

Sighing after four knocks at the door and when Keirah does not open after he knocks again, he hopes she is sound asleep and opens the door silently so as not to make the clicking noise with the door as it opens. Luciano enters Keirah's room. And to his surprise, she was not in the bed where he left her a few minutes ago when he went to get her food. She must be in the bathroom, he thinks to himself. He puts the tray of food by the bedside and waits. Five minutes. Ten minutes… What is she still doing in the bathroom? He wonders. Luciano walks to the bathroom and knocks. No movement. He opens the door and stares into the empty bathroom. She is not there. “No… No…” Luciano shouts aloud, hoping what he is thinking is not true. He runs off to see the front door from where he is, and the front door is open. Keirah is gone…. Keirah escaped. It is past midnight. Why did she not wait to escape in the morning? He thinks to himself, feeling agitated. He walks outside her room and cha

Luciano walks into the room, but the situation in the room halts his movements to take a step closer. Broken pieces of plates, silverware, food, and glasses are scattered across the floor. And the most painful part of it all is the murderous look on Keirah's face. It breaks his heart. He does not want her to turn into a murderer like him. But he is too late. She picks a knife from the messy floor. And walks up to him, holding the knife close to his chest as she threatens him. “LET ME GO NOW OR I AM GOING TO KILL YOU.” Luciano gazes into her eyes with hatred in his heart for what he has done to her. And takes a step towards her. “I MEAN IT… I AM GOING TO KILL YOU. DO NOT TAKE ANY STEP CLOSER.” She shouts again in anger and sobbing, her eyes red. Luciano takes more steps toward her. And holds her arm that is holding the knife steadily in position with force and he pushes the knife through his chest. All he wanted for her was to vent her anger, and this was the only way he knew h