Annalisa
Shouting, the unmistakable clatter of coins scattering across the floor, and finally, Annalisa’s voice, sharp and laced with panic.
I couldn’t take it anymore. Bursting through the door, I scanned the room. Smoke hung heavy in the air, obscuring the scene. A group of burly men surrounded Annalisa, their faces contorted in predatory grins. One of them, a hulking brute with a missing tooth, held a crumpled wad of bills in his hand.
“Looks like the little lady’s all out of luck,” he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.
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