Chapter 36
Alicia
After taking a shower, I lay down, but I'm not able to sleep.
The one thought running rampant through my mind is what Ash told me. Donald works for the Russian mafia, and now Ash is going to kill him. He may already even be dead now. I change positions, trying to get comfortable as my mind continues to replay what Ash said to me.
Donald is a paid personnel of the Russian mafia.
After recalling those words, I shift positions so many times I lose count.
I sit up abruptly, anger fueling my veins, making adrenaline pump into my system. I remove the pillow from behind my head and throw it as far as I can, which isn't very far at all. It lands at the foot of the bed.
"You don't get to rule my life, Donald asshole," I shout into the air.
Damn! That felt good.
Sudde
