Musical Accompaniment: Who Do You Want by Ex Habit
Silent as a ghost, reflect nothing back. You never know who watches. - CIA HQ
CAMERON
Standing outside Luigi’s pizzeria and except for few broken chairs littering the front steps from when Aurora had driven her car into Conti’s men, you would never know that there are at this moment, four bodies scattered across the various floors of the quaint little building.
Its rusty, oil-less sign creaks in the wind and above my head. Bella Vita
The irony is too much. So much for a Beautiful life.
I let out a shaky exhale and try to swipe away the hair sticking to my lip. I swear I can still smell blood and gunpowder mixing with the scent of asphalt baking in the sun. But it’s probably just my mind and my shame.
Despite the seeming normal e
