To Keep a Homeless Mafia Boss
“Excuse me. I have to take this.”
I pulled away from my father’s embrace, the warmth of his touch, the comfort of his presence, instantly replaced by a chilling wave of unease. As I answered the call, my mind raced, my imagination spinning out scenarios, possibilities, fears. The fragile peace, the delicate reconciliation — it was shattered, broken, replaced by a sudden, urgent need for action. The game, I realized, was far from over. And a new chapter, a new challenge, was about to begin.
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