Collision With The Mafia King

Prologue

Jennaia's pov

It's the evening now.

As I run I see blurry visions of buildings, through the alleyways,
as the wind blows against blows against my face, with my stubborn strands of curly black hair flying out in my face whiles I'm holding the hands of two children, an 11year old and an 7 year old and a wad of cash which is in my duffel bag.
It's probably left with $320 and a backpack full of clothes for all of us and some valuable jewelry which I could hopefully pawn.

We run past the brick buildings and through alleyways and I check behind us as we are running to see if we are being followed.

Just so you know, I'm not a kidnapp-

My thoughts were being interrupted by,

The seven year old, Clover, with her, brown eyes and curly brown hair holding her panda stuffie, with sweat trickling down her  forehead and tears pooling in her eyes, asking.

"J-jenn, how much longer do we have to run? M-my legs are hurting."

Oh, poor baby.

"It's ok Clover, c'mon I'll carry you on my back, hmm?" I said and she responds with a faint ok.

I re-adjust my backpack.
And put it infront of me which makes me look somehow pregnant. And put her on my back I hope, the bag doesn't weigh me down.

I turn to my side to see Calumn, an 11 year old.
He's got brown eyes which he got from mom just like the rest of us and his black hair which he inherited from dad which looks really beautiful in the night sky, this little boys gonna turn into a heartbreaker I thought.

And I look at him his brown eyes aren't that bright anymore just dull and with a hint of sadness in them ever since mom's gone.

We've all been like this and we are all still hurting I gink it hurts for Clover more cause she doesn't remember mom that much.

"C'mon, Cal." I said smiling softly and out stretching my right hand to him so that we could start. running. And he took my hand and we sped off.

*An hour later*

Ok, it's pretty dark now, so I check my watch, and it reads 11:30, now. It is my only accessory which I took along and a present, from mom on my 9th birthday. It's a hot pink Skechers workout watch with adjustable straps.
By now, we've probably passed by a number of 4 alleys and now we are on the main road.

It's isn't that dark cause c'mon this is New York!
Like even though there's well tons of light at this part of New York there isn't that much of light being shown at this part.
So as you can see in Evenchurg it's really dark but we still got a long way till we reach Manhattan.
We have to get Manhattan soon, it would be the perfect place to start a new life and I'll be able to get a good job and support us.

Evenchurg is like the part of New York which well belongs to the poor and the drunkies and narcotics and alll that stuff and it's also rumoured to be the part the New York and different Mafia work in. So yeah it's dirty buisness Central and I'm so so thankful that we haven't come across any of those people.

So yeah this is more of a shitzhole than I thought it was but thank God this parts got street lamps and lights.

"Ok, we're gonna cross the road ok." I said looking at them.
And they nodded.

So I look left and right it's quite dark but the streetlights give us a little more light.

As we are crossing I hear a faint *tink-clank-tink*. And I wonder what it is, maybe I stepped on a soda can or something like that so I pay no attention to that.