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C H A P T E R T W OShe could not believe that it was that easy, neither could Loris. She could tell just by looking at him that he had a thousand different questions running through his mind, but he could not ask her any right now. Instead he showed her to a room and told her that this would be hers and that Mr. Mancini would probably announce her as a guest of his soon to the people here. Until then, she had to keep her head low and get familiar with the grounds.He walked out, closing the door behind him as she started exploring the room. This whole place was breath taking, fully aware that she was in a mansion belonging to the mafia, she could not help but admire the earthly tones of the room making her feel warm. Carpet covered the whole floor, and paintings caught her attention immediately. There was a huge mirror right beside her door, almost the size of the wall. She stared at her reflection and took a deep breath, looking at the eyes that were looking back at her. She could

C H A P T E R F O U R“You got everything you need?” Loris asked Athena as she took one last look around her room. She was travelling to New York today along with Giovanni and Elvio Mancini, but Loris would be staying in Sicily, which truth be told kind of scared her. But all these years of training told her that she did not really not Loris to hold her hand every step of the way. He had gotten her in, and now the rest was for her to handle.“Yes, the rest I will get in New York.”“Good, remember, if you feel like you’re in way too deep and need to get out, you have the phone. Just send the signal and agents will contact you.” He said almost whispering as she nodded.“I’ll be okay, we should start going.” She spoke and Loris nodded, opening the door, and leading her towards the exit. Once standing at the mansions door, she hugged him as he whispered a quiet “be safe” to her. Elvio and Giovanni Mancini were standing outside, near the cars waiting on them. They were in their usual suit

C H A P T E R S I X “You’re certain that someone else is tracking him?” “Yes.” “Do you have a copy of the data?” “I can get it.” “Does he trust you yet?” “Not fully, but he will.” “Great job agent.” She got up and walked back towards the car, considering if this was the first time in her life that David Menendez had praised her. He knew her since she was eighteen, well actually before, but he introduced himself and brought her in to join the bureau at that age. She knew that Mancini he had his goons watching her, so they both made sure to not look at each or give any sign of acknowledgment for each other once they sat on the park bench, but hiding her smile now was a slightly difficult task. That man never praised anyone, not even his own children.. she felt a sense of accomplishment that she had not felt in years. It would be a lie however to say that this all did not feel like too much at times, she could get caught any moment, and god knows what would happen to her. She

C H A P T E R E I G H T “How does that even work? I thought you needed some high class equipment to hack into someone’s business?” “Not really,” she laughed at Elvio’s complete disbelief of how little was actually required to steal someone’s information. “I was 14 when I did my first ever job, if you can call it that” she laughed, as she went on to explain, “I stole 127 dollars from the mean social workers account and gave it to this sweet old lady who’s cat had died. They could not even trace it back.” She sipped on her whiskey, that she grew to appreciate the taste of. The elevator doors opened, making them both look up at the man walking in. His white shirt was dirty and stained. His knuckles bloody and his hair soaked with sweat and rain. Sage stood up from beside Athena and ran up to him. But Giovanni did not look at him, he was not expecting either of them to be there, his eyes looked at them both before looking back at Elvio. “You look like you need the drink more than the