(Lori's narrative)
I knew Jack DiCote was on the wrong side of the law. I knew he was involved with several bootleggers, and was, quite frankly, a bit of a spiv. He never exactly told me, but it wasn't really a secret. Those expensive little (or sometimes larger) gifts he gave me, that he wouldn't ordinarily be able to afford said it for him.
I loved Jack more than anything else in the world, and I think he felt the same way about me. Before I knew him I was nothing. Nothing.
I was so happy. I was young, good-looking and blonde. What's more, I had a man.
But then it happened. That fateful night in spring 1932.
Nothing was ever the same again.
Hello everybody! Isn't it a fine day! So this is the (very short!) prolouge to my new story! Hope you have enjoyed it so far! If you have, please vote and comment! The pic at the side is of Jack and Lori! Thank you for reading! With love, Cinnamon
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Mr. WANTED's Girl
Historical FictionIt's 1932, and the age of gangsters is in full swing. Lori knows Jack is on the wrong side of the law, but one night he turns up wanted for bank robbery and murder. With whole country hunting for him, they are forced to go into hiding. But as the po...
