The Mafia's Little Raven
Alvin ripped off his shirt, revealing a grotesque tattoo that covered his entire back, a black snake winding its way down his spine and before I even registered what was happening, gunshots erupted everywhere again.
Some figures stormed into the room, and Alvin grabbed me roughly, the pain in my thigh exploding, becoming almost unbearable as he dragged me towards a side door.
I caught a fleeting glimpse of Gerald among the figures that had burst in.
I knew it wasn’t just Damien from the sheer volume of gunfire, it felt like every other person in this place was dead.
“Pussyshit,” Alvin cursed behind my ear, his grip tightening painfully on my arm. Damien followed close behind, his face a mas
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