The Ballerina Has a Gun

Alice's mother was out of her depth. Cheating on a mafia boss is tricky to get away with. She probably would have ended up dead if he had found out, which he was bound to since she was being blackmailed. So she did the only logical thing she could think of, kidnap their one-year-old baby and run away. Keeping the only thing she still cared about, her only daughter, and using her to get out.

Running was all Alice knew. Never having a chance to put down roots, dancing is what grounded her. Wherever she went, the music felt the same. Wherever she went, her toes would always point strait. She was used to running, but she was tired of hiding. When her mothers copious amount of lies are revealed, she decides that maybe it's time to face her problems head on. And that might mean sowing a few seeds, and planting a few roots.

The ex-wife of a mafia boss and his daughter. It was hard to stay invisible, from enemies and friends alike, yet they had managed. Until now.