This story involves two powerful mafia leaders; Kyson a heartless mafia leader and Raelynn a killer mafia leader.
Their first encounter was quite interesting as Kyson got Raelynn kidnapped for a mission not knowing that she was also a mafia leader.
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It's been two weeks since the rescue mission. During these past fourteen days, Ryker and I had to travel to different places to attend a few meetings that were about weapons. All the meetings were held in a secured area, away from police as it was illegal.
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(Raelynn's outfit⬆️ no ring)
Right now I was driving to Cassandra's antique boutique as I didn't see her at all for two weeks. We texted here and there but I still miss her. Today the street was empty, so I got a free parking spot right in front of her boutique.
I stepped out, making my way inside. As soon as I walked in, my eyes landed on her behind the counter. She didn't notice me yet. There was a bag on the counter and she was putting some books, a torch and a few other equipment too.
Uh oh.
I know exactly what she has in mind.
I slowly retreat my steps, carefully not make any noise.
"Don't even try," she stated making me stop in my track.
Busted.
I sighed, walking to the counter.
"What's up?" I asked even if I already have an idea.
"We are going on a little adventure." She smiled as she look up at me.
"Woah, nice outfit." She added.
"Thank you but please tell me that this little adventure involves human beings," I said.
"Well technically, it involves the human being's soul." She said making me groan.
Not again...
"What? The Mafia leader is scared of some stranded spirit?" She taunted.
"Uh, yes! They are stranded spirits, you don't know if they are nice or evil." I pointed out.
"He's not." She said more softly.
He?
"Where are we going?" I inquired.
"The Cemetery,"
Of course.
"I'll drive," I spoke.
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We made our way to the local cemetery and parked in the back. We stepped out, walking into the cemetery ground which was empty and dead silent. There was a light breeze which was making the trees move and occasionally making a pleasant sound as the leaves rubbed against each other.
It gets creepy when the dead brown leaves on the ground start to move as if someone or something walked by them.
"So what's the story for today?" I asked Cassandra. She was walking by my side, her eyes carefully roaming around as if searching for someone.
