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before I

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ver in pain

my legs as I ran but I

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dn't

red

usic still in full display, the guests obliv

l, colliding with a waitress

shatter

ick apology and

d no

stina

r and over in my head - Run.

heir protests as I reached the fr

ragged breath I took and th

and I sprinted barefoo

at me, startled,

was to get

ed a bl

keys were still

much to the screams o

ey

he guard

e door shut a

shaky hands wouldn't stop fumbl

in th

behind me, sending a fresh wa

o! Violet, ¡arra

God! Violet,

the right gear

inst the pavement as th

in road, my knuckles white

ue where I

that I had to

ave never been thi

ng, hiding, barely sleepin

, no wallet, nothing exce

onto the cold floor was walking into a gas stati

out what the next move would

I am

m and both my

doing bei

I mentally asked m

snicker and trai

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t just a

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new

yone

as the head of the Romano family, one of

te 40's, but there was

sp, his red hair slicked ba

that it made me

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smile spread across Rom

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you retri

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is he

but the ropes only dug i

knows where with no phone,

s al

s -Don Romano had no