The Waitress Slipped the Mafia Boss a_Napkin Note—“Your Fiancée Set You Up” … Five Minutes Later, Chicago Exploded
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Chapter 4 - THE KITCHEN CORRIDOR
A heavy hand clamped over Evelyn's mouth, dragging her backward into the sweltering darkness of the dry storage pantry. She thrashed wildly until the scent of expensive sandalwood cologne and gun smoke hit her senses. "You said the north exit was a trap," Lorenzo’s voice was a low, lethal vibration against her ear. "Show me the south."
