{ Book 1 of the Marino Series }
"Don't ever walk alone." My mother once said.
Well, about that... I might've walked alone & witnessed a brutal murder.
If it isn't the consequences of my own actions...
I witnessed a murder & now I've gained a stalke...
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!Warning! Brutal content at the end of the chapter. Do NOT read if you have a weak stomach. _______________________________
A day ahead.
EMILIO
I leaned back against the hood of my car & watched Mariano from afar, watching him as he walked around the empty & dark park smoking a cigarette.
I watched him carefully, paying clear & careful attention to his every move.
He blew out the smoke through his mouth & looked up at the empty dark sky taking another hit of the cigarette before dropping it on the ground & stepping on it.
He began looking around, as if he sensed someone watching him.
He turned around & instantly spotted me, our eyes locked & a grin formed on my lips.
He scoffed & boldly began walking towards me. The closer he got, the more I could sense the fear radiating from his body.
Once he was close enough, he stopped. I grinned knowing he isn't brave enough to any come closer.
"Following me?" He chuckled & my grin widened.
"Just here for a conversation." I shrugged.
I definitely planned on having more than just a conversation.
"A conversation? I have nothing to say to you."
"Well you see Mr. Rodriguez, that's where you're sadly mistaken." I smiled, slowly pushing myself off the hood of the car.
I put my hands behind my back & cocked my head to the side, studying his face. I could see the clear fear in his eyes, but he tried to hide it with a blank face.
I took slow steps towards him & he began to take a few steps back. I clicked my tongue & shook my head in disapproval.
"Paolo Marino." I said my father's name & his Adam's apple bobbed up & down quickly.
"Don't know who that is." He lied & I chuckled.
"Yeah? Let me refresh your memory." I smiled. I reached into the back of my slacks & grabbed the knife tucked into my pants.
I smoothly threw the knife at him, directly aiming for his left thigh. The blade sunk into his thigh & he groaned, quickly kneeling on the ground & holding onto his leg.
