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"Take care of the body," Matteo instructed the two men beside him, who nodded and got to work.

I kept shaking my head in denial at what I had just witnessed. I slowly started walking backward, never taking my eyes off Matteo.

My breathing was heavy as I continued taking slow steps.

Matteo then turned around and gave some commands to his men, which I didn't hear, before leaving in the same way he had arrived.

The other two men continued in their task of getting rid of the body. What they were doing exactly, I had no idea. Right now, I needed to get the hell out of here.

I jumped in shock as an audible crunch came from the plastic bottle I had just stepped on!

The empty plastic bottle I had just stepped on may have given my location away.

My heart stopped as the two men's heads snapped in my direction. Panic surged through me like a tidal wave.

I froze in terror, watching as the two men paused and stood up before one of them took a few cautious steps toward me.

His eyes pierced through the darkness, searching for the source of the noise. Luckily, a cat ran out from underneath a car far from me.

Though startled at the sudden presence of a cat, I sighed in relief as the man turned back to his companion.

At that moment, I turned and ran. Adrenaline fueled my body, my mind racing with thoughts of survival.

I weaved through the maze of parked cars, my heart pounding in my ears, the sound of my breath deafening.

My legs burned with exertion, but fear pushed me to continue running.

Finally, I burst out into the open air, gasping for breath. I kept running, not daring to stop until I was safe.

I stumbled onto a busy street, where the lights and noise of the city enveloped me.

Weaving through people still walking around at this time, I hailed a passing taxi, not looking back, too afraid to see if anyone was following.

I gave the driver a random address, not daring to reveal my destination. As the taxi sped away, I leaned back in the seat, my mind still reeling from the nightmarish encounter.

When I finally arrived at my apartment, I rushed inside and locked the door behind me. I collapsed on the floor, shaking with fear and disbelief.

I couldn't believe what just happened. Believing I was at death's doorstep just a while ago was disorienting.

I couldn't even start thinking about what could have happened to me if I hadn't escaped.

As I lay there, haunted by the memory of the violence, I couldn't help but remember the face of the third man. The man who had pulled the trigger that ended another person's life.

Matteo!

It couldn't be the Matteo I knew, right? I groaned out loud. What the fuck was I to do now?

I patted my body, looking for my purse, but sat up quickly when I couldn't feel anything. Where was my purse? It had my cards.

I didn't keep my money there in case of theft, but it was still important as it held my ID card and other cards.

My hands froze in their action when a terrifying realization dawned on me.

Did I drop my purse there?

Fuck!

Chapter 2

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