"Where're you going, sweetheart?" he called out, voice slipping through the fog with that mocking, casual tone she'd heard only once before—back when she'd first seen him with Enzo.
She didn't answer, didn't dare to look back, focusing instead on the maze of crates and alleys that might hide her. Her face was covered in tears. She couldn't believe it. This was only meant to be a pit stop. Her father, leader of the Chinese mafia, had picked her up from the airport. She was supposed to start her training. Introduce her to the family business, given she turned 22 and had just come back from her studies abroad.
However, her hopes shattered when she saw her dad murdered by the italian-american mafia in cold blood. She remembered the talk she had with her dad, how excited he was to finally join this mafia coalition. Only for him to be betrayed.
Now, she was hunted down for being a witness. How can life be so cruel?
