Chapter X (End of Book 1)

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          I woke up in a cell with a dim light above me Tom was standing watch at the door actually now that I think about it I was tied up in a chair but luckily I had been many situations like this living with the Mafia. I undid my hands but kept them behind me I would use force if necessary. I decided to talk with Tom. I explained why I spared I explained why I trusted him.

          Tom eventually broke telling me that Brutus bled out and died and that Lucinda was livid at me and Syd I wondered if she knew Syd was dead. Tom eventually let me out of the cell somehow he figured out I was free before he came in he had that talent he was a human lie detector. Anyway we proceeded to head to talk to Lucinda who was on edge, yes her husband was dead I completely understood I explained what happened to make Brutus livid I explained how I had stolen my mother's locket and ran. I explained how he had come after me and Syd resulting in the loss of his hand and Syd going missing. She gave me my stuff my revolver, my letter, and my mother's locket which I decided to bury with Brutus as an apology (I know a little late shut up). But when Tom, Lucinda, and I went to his burial site I saw a familiar figure I decided to ignore I would get back to that after I paid my respects. As we were walking Tom and Lucinda were talking and I walked behind then reading Brutus' note to me. here is an excerpt;

Dear  Enzo,

       I wanted to give this to you earlier but alas, it is too late I know you plan to steal your mother's locket and I applaud you for it but, know I will be relentless to get it back It has more meaning than you think and it is not for you to steal. I'm sorry for whatever happens to you or your friends I am sorry Enzo Lialua I am very sorry.


          I didn't notice I was crying until Tom asked why. We eventually made it to the cliff where Brutus was buried alone I dropped the locket and the note next to his grave I wandered off when I noticed the same figure over to the left I decided to check out who it was...it was Syd she was alive I approached slowly to make sure I wasn't losing it, grief does things to people when I got close enough she saw me and ran to me and gave me a hug I was a little confused to why. Then I heard the faint click of a revolver and a heavy Irish accent say "Thank you, Eavan you make your father proud". 

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