Viper strikes

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Marissa's POV It is late when I get home. I try to switch on my lights. It doesn't seem to work. I wonder if the main switch has tripped. Then I saw it. A dark shadow is standing in the window. He is wearing a mafia hat. He is tall, and he looks intimidating. I will not allow anybody to intimidate me. I walk into the apartment, knowing he does not want to reveal his identity. I know I cannot attack him because he probably has men all over this place. I walk closer, but a hoarse voice tells me to stop. "Stop. Don't come closer!" The man says. "I guess you are the mysterious new Godfather of the Italian Mafia. What do you want from me? I have done nothing against you. I am just from a mission. I am not in the mood to talk to any of you. What do you want? Make it quick and leave," I say.

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