My Mafia
I did my best to steady my beating heart, and it seemed memories of the night I ran away, accompanied with the package which had been delivered to me... did the trick.
There was no longer fear, in its place was anger, and hatred coursing through my veins. Boiling hot like lava.
I was seething, but still, I decided not to say anything.
Let's see what the bastard has to say for himself.
So with a deep breath, I calm myself.
"I'm surprised, you were able to descern my voice even when we've only met once." Arnold says over the phone, voice reeking of amusement.
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