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Chapter Ten- Alive
"The girl only signed on for an hour…" Dominick spoke in an attempt to convince those holding guns to their heads that Cartier was a monetary lover paid by the hour. But without a lack of clothing, they did not seem to buy into the lie and instead c****d the barrel of the gun. "You DO realize if you pull that trigger that you will never find his body, right?" Dominick spoke, completely unbothered by the weapon set in his face. Meanwhile, Cartier was attempting to keep from falling apart while trying to cease the tears from escaping her eyes. "And from what I understand, he has a little book that you boys want that could be anywhere from a pawn shop to Carlo Vesta's hands by now…" Dominick informed the rival gangsters as they motioned for the duo to be placed outside before Dominick inter
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