The Mafia King's Scarred Posession
I hissed, punching another brick and making the hole bigger.
The shots sounded behind me, breaking the lock, but the massive deadbolt was still in place. Groaning, I pushed two more bricks, and then another one, making the hole wide enough for me to slip through. The problem was that I didn't know where it would lead me. This could be another small room, a dead end… or someone's tomb. There was no light anywhere to check. I saw nothing but darkness. I wished I had my phone with me, but my purse remained in the main hall, next to one of the designers' dead bodies.
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