[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."

"You won't f*cking call him?!" She yelled, her voice evolved in a new level of dangerousness and antagonism. I kept on sobbing and shook my head but she just laughed like a psychopath. "Really? You dare defy---" "Stop it please! Calling him is like asking me to kill him. I can't carry his blood on my shoulder forever he's my f*cking boyfriend! My man!" I snapped and what she did next stole breath away from me. She grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged. She pulled me a few feet across the cement floor and I could hear Amina's scream in the midst of the chaos in my mind. "God she'll pull my hair out of my head" I thought I whined as one of her men threw me in the middle of the floor and I crashed to the ground. She finally grabbed my left upper arm and pulled me up to stand on my wobbling legs. Natalie slapped me hard on my face and I fell back on the floor. "I am sick and tired of your brave front! What a stubborn bitch. You've gotten enough on my nerves and I have no choice but to kill you. Now say your goodbyes to this unfair world Miss Conway"