Chapter 12 — Sherlock

Allegra

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I crouched behind the wall, my heart raced with fear. All I wanted right now was to speak to Grandpa, but the thought of leaving this hiding spot sent a chill up my spine. I yearned to be back home and in the safety of Grandpa's arms, where I can curl up and try to forget about the terror I felt tonight.

I strained my ears to listen closely, and among the cacophony of deep voices, I could identify the unmistakable tone of the Underboss. My heart sank as I realized the Capo and his men were now present too. This was going to be a long night.

The cops were here. I peeked through the wall and saw them exchanging briefcases with the Capo and his men, filled with cash to sweep everything under the rug and make up for the havoc caused by the Underboss. It's almost impressive how they handled the situation with ease and confidence as if dealing with cops is a walk in the park for them.

They got rid of the bodies, and the one on the bike survived too. They took both survi