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CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
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"We used to spend hour after hour here.. Talking, planning, doting on one another... Those were incredibly...times."Don Fabrizio had taken Mercedes out of the room where she'd been stashed for weeks for the first time, and now, they were in his garden. Of course, there was a host of at least twelve men who were to watch her, prevent her escape, and take her back to her room when this was done, but, it felt immensely good to be out and under the skies and feel the cool of the afternoon. She had missed this."We would talk about anything imaginable; my obsession with politics, her obsession with fashion, our children, our home country, Italy, food; anything.." He continued.They were standing in the midst of the magnificent garden under the mild sunlight and breezy winter, and Don Fabrizio was staring into a space, a dreamy smile on his face, reminiscing on the past bliss he'd enjoyed with his late wife."But then... Cancer came and took her away from me... And even before she left, th
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"And.. You're sure she'll be safe, there?""Positive.. Apparently, you did a good job of hiding her away from everybody's knowledge all these years, and.. It's the most unlikely place that anyone would look for her even if they'd found out about her, which still looks unlikely, thankfully. So you can rest assured that she'll be safe.. I'll be in constant touch with Marie, the woman she's staying with, and I'll make sure to send her enough money to feed.."For the first time, Mercedes was having a normal conversation with Sensi, and although it felt weird and had seemed unlikely given how they'd first been introduced, they were now on the same side, standing against Don Fabrizio and his tyranny."Relax, Mercedes, she'll be fine," Gio, the third man in this little resistance triangle, spoke.Mercedes nodded her head and smiled, and although she was visibly worried, she felt better to know that Daniella was now living with someone who'd speak to her and interact with her, as opposed to t
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Travel bags. Four of them. In Ruby's living room.Omari and Ruby were seated in silence and tension on her couch and the travel bags were by the center table. Omari was planning on keeping his word and leaving the city to save his sister's life. But such a drastic move was the last thing he had envisioned; he hadn't planned to leave the city for the next two, three or even five years, but this was what life was when one dealt with organized criminals: things tended to move fast. Very fast.In an hour or two, Omari was going to get on a bus and leave the city, and then he was going to make a video call to the phone which Sheila had reached him from to prove to her captors that he had indeed left the city, and then, she would be released.This was the plan, and Omari was willing to follow through, but this was just like a farewell visit to Ruby, the woman he loved."I really can't believe you'll be leaving.. Just like that.. I mean.. We only just met.. I.."Ruby cut herself short, swall
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"Omari.. Omari, please talk to me.." Ruby said softly, tears flowing down her cheeks.Stoic. This was how Omari remained until the following morning. The shock of the event of his sister's execution that had just played out on his phone screen had sent shockwaves to his brain that had traumatized him and mentally paralyzed him. He had been rendered inactive since seeing Sheila die, and he was currently seated on the floor, still inside the truck, with his eyes wide open and a look on his face that gave one the impression that the lights were on, but there was no one home."Omari, please, for God's sake, say something," she said again, this time she whimpered towards the end of her statement.She had been unable to contain her emotion since they all watched Sheila get shot.Deep down, she was blaming Snyder for this, because it had all been his idea, but she was aware that she also had a role to play in this. She should have convinced Omari to make the logical move and save his sister'
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"Hey, Xavier.. Hello, my little prince.."And the baby cooed before smiling innocently and beautifully."See how happy he is? He doesn't even remember that he has a mother..""He can never forget me, Aleksandr.." Naomi said back, fighting the tears."Oh, but he can, Naomi... But he can.."Having pulled the trigger on Sheila, Aleksandr had completed a major part of clearing all the obstacles that stood as obstacles in his quest to get his Coochie back, and now, he was about to enter the last phase of tying up loose ends. The baby in his arms was Xavier, Naomi's young son, whom he had in his custody and used as a blackmail medium to force her to do all the things that she did."You see, nothing is impossible when Aleksandr Matiç is at the wheel..""You're not omnipotent, Aleksandr.." Naomi said, despising his arrogance."Am I not? Well then, let's look at my track record, then... I left Serbia, my home country, and I came here, a foreign land at the time, and I still managed to establis
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