(STORY TAKES PLACE AFTER MAFIA CHAIN: SCARFACE. Strongly recommend for you to read the previous story before reading this one, but this story can still be read as a standalone book.)
When Max accepts an offer of a lifetime to attend college in Ameri...
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"Who the hell is this girl?"
"And how does she know how to throw a punch so good?"
"What Will? You don't believe that women can fight? Because she took down all of us four."
"How did she take down you?"
"She kicked me in my no no square and it really hurt!"
"Did you even try Eddie?!"
"I'm sorry that I was not ready for the girl to know how to throw a punch! How was I suppose to know?!"
"Why does she have to be here in Lucas's room? He never lets anyone in his room."
"Eden please be quiet. No one is worried about that right now."
Max feels her eyes slowly open, her blinking a little to prevent her vision from being so blurry, her head hurting even more than it has been when she was last conscious.
Upon the memories hitting her of what happened before she passed out she jumps up from the bed, seeing Dustin, Will, Eddie and Eden standing there in front of the bed.
"Oh god she's awake." Eddie trails off.
"Hello." Dustin smiles in greeting.
"Get away from me." Max grits out.
"We could kill you so I would be thankful." Eden states with crossed arms.
"Eden!" They all scold.
"Erm...don't listen to her." Will shakes his head. "We totally don't kill people!"
"I want out! I don't want you guys! I want to talk to that other guy!"
"What other guy?"
"That other guy on the bike!"
"Yeah well he's pre-occupied at the moment so you deal with us." Eden states.
"No, I don't want you all here."
"How about you tell us who you are."
Max sits there for a moment, her staring down at looking at her hands in confusion, her looking back up at the four of them. She doesn't know why but her adrenaline begins to pump once again, her heart frantically beginning to beat more faster, her hands clamming and sweating, her eyes setting on the door to her left before looking back at them.
