19. Fiona:

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*7th September, 2023*

The sweet smell of freedom fills the air as I make my way to the parking lot, leaving behind the confines of the prison. The sun shines brightly overhead, casting a warm glow on everything in sight. Am I a changed person? I am. Did I just get away with attempted murder and more? Yes, I did. Am I going to continue? Yes. I am. The taste of revenge is still fresh on my tongue, driving me forward with a renewed sense of purpose. Mr. Mike stands there, opening the car for me.

My lips tug into a smile, showing off my pearly whites. I slide into the passenger seat, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the thought of what lies ahead. As we drive away, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that justice is being served in my way. "So, update? How many of those things have been taken away?" I turn to Mr. Mike, excitement bubbling inside me. "15 down, three to go," I reply confidently, my eyes gleaming with determination. With each victory, I am one step closer to achieving my ultimate goal. "Three? How did they survive?" Mr. Mike chuckles. "They're smarter than we thought, but not smart enough to outwit us."

"I heard we had a mafia gala party ahead. Is that true?" I ask, my curiosity piqued by the mention of a celebration. Mr. Mike nods. "Yes, all the mafiosos will be attending. You are invited as well."

"Have you removed the pests from our organization as I ordered, Mr. Mike?" I inquired, eager to ensure that my plans were proceeding smoothly. Mr. Mike nods confidently and says, "All threats have been neutralized."

"Excellent."

I look out the window. The time I spent in prison makes familiar places seem unfamiliar. Or perhaps I've reached another level of change; my body refuses to look at my past.

I hope my dress for the gala is prepared. Right now, I want nothing to do but go home and get a good night's sleep. Without any assassination attempts this time. I trust Mr. Mike's expertise in handling these matters, but I can't shake the feeling of unease that lingers. The gala is approaching, and I must stay vigilant to ensure my safety

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