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Chapter 22: The Dellucci Family
I’ve never really been a religious person. Until today. Since they left, I’ve been praying silently to every deity I’ve ever heard of. Jesus, regular God, the Viking gods, and all the saints. Oh, Buddha too. Just to cover all my bases. At least one of them had to take pity on me. “Would you relax, Emma?” Nora snapped, evidently tired of my pacing. “Geez, you’re acting like she’s out with Ted Bundy.” I refrained from telling her that Ted Bundy would probably be safer company for Riley than the mob boss she was currently with. My mind was in shambles. I didn’t know where to start looking or who to call. I’d tried both Riley’s and Matteo’s phones— nothing. Fuck. If he hurt her… if he hurt my little sister… I caught my mother glancing down at my hands, and I realized that they were sha
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