Mafia's Innocent Witness
Micah looked up at me and said, "I already got your bags on the plane; if you're ready, let's go."
I wrapped my arm around Micah's shoulder and forced a smile as we walked together out of the hospital and onto the large, perfectly manicured lawn, spotting a helicopter parked nearby. Ace stood by it, wearing his trademark leather jacket, black pants hanging low, and black Nikes, a sight that brought memories of our first and last date flooding back. When we reached Ace, he opened his arms for a hug, but Micah halted him, shaking his head in disappointment, making it clear that their bond had been strained.
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