Kosta immediately dropped the knifes he was stabbing Vasari with and rushed over to Harry Styles.
"Where are they?" asked kosta.
"We saw them on the CCTV. They're a few kilometers North but they're heading our way. And, they have backup. Some of the most senior mafias."
"Who?" Kosta was filled with questions.
"Obama, and someone else. Someone worse."
Kosta's heart dropped into his stomach. He had an old flame that had mafia ties. Someone he used to be madly in love with.
"Let me guess." he locked eyes with harry styles, whose gaze was filled with sadness.
In unison, they said the fateful name of a foe they knew they couldn't beat.
"Papa Louie."
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The Tragety Of Kosta J Cakes
Short StoryKosta is on the run from the mafia. During a high speed chase, one of the mafioso, Harry Styles, decides to protect Kosta. But will that protection extend to something else?
