I didn't brace myself for what was about to happen. Things were only about to get worse from here. I thought back to that night at the station as I lay in my bed with a Smirnoff bottle placed right beside me. I closed my eyes and went underwater, the bathwather surrounding me like a blanket. I thought back to what the police had told us.
“The mafia! Are you f***king serious? You have to be joking." My Dad was livid and I couldn't even look at his face anymore. He was beyond angry at this point.
“I wish I was sir," Officer Clark had told us that day with an empathetic sigh, “but this man Ashton Richy is an extremely dangerous criminal and we have been trying to catch him and his gang for as long as I can remember. However, we lost track of him because he kept changing his face."
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