Leonardo Giovanni became a father at the age of twenty. The new mafia Don was a closed off cold man that left people shaking in fear.
He loved his daughter Maggie so much. He changed his ways for her. Leo wanted the best for his little girl.
But o...
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14 years later
"SHIT!" I scream over the sirens. This is the third time this month. Swerving in and out of alleyways I dodge the broken glass on the ground and the very suspicious smelling dumpsters.
Wouldn't be surprised if they held a few dead carcasses in them. Human or not.
When I exit the main alleyway trying to run across the street just as I reach the next building three police cars brake infront of me pinning me between the wall and them.
Fabulous.
"Come on Maggie!" Officer Reynolds scolds me seemingly frustrated. Why? I have no clue. Maybe we can split a donut at the station. "Hands behind your back."
"Don't worry Ray, I know the drill." I give him a sheepish smile. He huffs out a breath of air before cuffing my hands and dragging me back to the police car.
I hum a small tune while we drive to the station, looking out at the extremely shitty town we live in I sigh at the familiarity of it. Home, my shitty home. "Beautiful night isn't it?" I ask Ray.
"This is the third time this month Maggie." He scolds me looking through the rear view mirror totally ignoring my question. I wave at him with my cuffed hands. He just rolls his eyes and continues driving. I hum my favourite song as I look around. My leg bounces not with anxiety but simply because I can not sit still. I enjoy moving, being free, going where the wind takes me. I am not a big fan of rules, some I can comply too, others not so much. Ray pulls up to what I call my second home.
Kingston County Police Station.
Good, great even, memories were made here. Endless chats with Ray, chats that he calls interrogations but I call two friends chatting it up. There has been chats over hot chocolate and over a cigarette. This place is way nicer than my residence under the local parks bleachers. It is a lot warmer and doesn't have as many bugs.
Ray Ray says I am here too much but I think that is total bullshit, we both know he adores me. I mean how couldn't he, I have the cutest cheeks ever! Ray loves our weekly run-ins.
He drags me to our usual interrogation room which makes me giggle. He ignores my laughter and sits me down on the chair cuffing me to the table. "Seriously dude! After all of our time together you still think I am a runner?!" I question him faking being upset.
Again he ignores me which makes me pout. He leaves the room keeping me here in this terrible silence. I don't do well wth silence, too boring in my opinion. Tapping my feet on the ground I sigh and drop my forehead on the table. I continue humming as I think where my bestie ran off too.
