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A busted lip.

Lacerations around my wrists.

I’m beaten.

I’m battered.

I’m hungry.

And I’m fucking furious.

“Put down your gun…” she warns again, through gritted teeth.

I shake my head. “You’ll just have to shoot me,” I say. “Unless you want to tell me what this was all for?! Why the show?!”

"Really, you haven't figured it out yet, Aria?" The bitch counters, turning me around so she can touch my face. When I try to move away, she backhands me. I put my gun up to her cheek. Hers is in my stomach.

I take a step back and so does she. It’s a standoff.

Me against her.

I squint as I look at her and she does the same.

Tingles erupt over my body as my finger hovers over the trigger. My heart is in my throat as I contemplate firing.

It’s a small victory.

Seeing her standing there.

She’s wounded by the looks of the blood trail leading towards us.

Just a shot to the leg, though

Nothing she can’t walk off.

I feel my lips tug into a smile.

Bitch.

I know the immediate threat feels like it's behind me because I’m out of the room, and I’m armed; but I know she’s the real threat.

Until an explosion causes both of our attentions to break and our legs to stumble beneath us. This blast nearly knocks me clear over again. I grab the broken wall next to us to steady myself.

Madam Rosa’s head snaps toward my men, who were all still fighting, as if the explosion never happened. “I need to get Tony out of here!” She screams in a panic, pushing me the rest of the way to the ground so she can run through me. I point my gun at her and fire wildly, but she’s fast.

Too fast.

Faster than I’ve ever seen for someone as old as her.

I wonder if this is trick

If she wants me to follow her…

Why would she run after him?

Why did she suddenly need to find him?

My head is reeling, but my body is even worse for wear. I grunt and struggle to pull myself up, gripping the threshold with everything I have. My nails clawed the trimming.

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