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McKayla
A month later.
Gabby and I were going over notes for a story on the latest scandal with a bank skimming customers out of overdraft fees. My body was still adjusting from the train wreck of Greco trying to pawn me in front of Savio, and he ended up getting killed. Viviana was nowhere to be heard from after news of her father getting killed.
“This could be a great lead graphic,” Gabby mentioned, holding up a Post-it note.
“Money scam. The old trick,” I rambled off.
“I like it.”
“So, have you heard anything about Joseph getting killed in a car accident?”
“No.”
“I heard it had something to do with the Calabresi family.”
“You shouldn’t believe everything you hear, Gabby.”
“Normally I don’t, but it was so fast.”
“What other notes do you have?” I queried, trying to change t
