The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

17- Hide and Find

Aurora POV **

“It’s nice to meet you too sir” I said softly to the nice man Dmitry who is giving me a ride back to the

city.

He just nodded and I looked out the window for a moment. Now that the adrenaline has pretty much

won oll, I am definitely feeling every scrape, scratch, bruise, and sore muscle. My exhaustion is hitting

me like a truck, and I realized that I hadn’t eaten since breakfast about 2 days ago. No wonder I am so

fatigued.

“Here!” Mr. Dmitry said to me, handing me a sealed water bottle. “I am sure you are thirsty.”

I mutter a quick thank you before taking a few small sips at first to quench that immediate thirst and

then end up chugging the whole bottle.

I hear him chuckling to himself in the front seat and I cant help but feel a little blush on my cheeks as I

wipe my mouth on the back of my hand and stare out the window.

The ride to the city is fairly quiet. He tried to make small talk but realized soon that I was too exhausted

to keep up with it, so he stopped and let me just rest.

I must have dozed off because I felt him shaking my leg a little and calling my name. When I finally

registered my surroundings, I noticed we were near downtown Johnson City. He asked me where I

could he dropped off and I told

him where to go.

About 20 minutes later, he parked outside my apartment building.

He helped me out of the car, and I thanked him for his generosity. I couldn’t quite shake the feeling that

I had heard his voice somewhere before. Before I could turn around and ask him, he had gotten into his

car and sped off.

I rang the super’s bell and asked him for my spare key.

When I went into my 1–bedroom apartment, it was just as I left it. Too bad I won’t be able to stay long.

My whole apartment is about the size of the room I was in with those mafia men. You walk in the door,

and I have a entry way with three closets lining the walls. It connects to a larger opening where I keep

my shoes and entry table, coat rack etc. To the right is an opening in the wall where I have a small

kitchen and sitting area big enough for two people. Straight ahead of me is my living room, barely big

enough for two loveseat sofas. There is a door right before the entry way to the living room that leads

to the bathroom. Another door just on the other side inside the living room is my bedroom with my

queen–size bed and minimum decorations.

I don’t spend much time here as I was usually working double shifts at Saturn. This was really a place

to just sleep.

I quickly threw off the clothes I was wearing, putting them in the hamper and jumped in my cozy little

shower, making sure to scrub all the dirt out of my hair and clean all the wounds with soap and water.

Afterwards, I put ointment on all the scrapes and bandages on the bigger cuts. My knee was badly cut

open, but luckily the bleeding stopped. I saw lots of bruising all over my skin.

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I quickly got dressed in some grey leggings, my favorite black bra and pantie, and a cozy long sleeve

red knit top before I packed a backpack full of clothes. I grabbed my spare documents, my secret stash

of cash and my car keys before putting on some tennis shoes. I don’t usually drive, preferring to walk or

take public transit, but I do have a car in the underground parking garage, and I decided to go out of

the city for some time until things cool down, so I’ll need the car.

I make sure all the lights are off and head down to my baby blue Prius. I quickly exit my building as the

sun is finally starting to peak over the horizon. I headed away from my home to the one place where I

hoped I would be safe, at least for a few hours.

When I arrive in front of the house, I take a quick breath knowing the verbal thrashing I am going to get

in just a few minutes. I take a quick look around me, maybe thinking I’ll see a bunch of those scary

black SUVS speeding down the quiet street.

I walk up to the door and ring the bell twice. I wait for a few moments and hear the pitter patter of feet

hitting the

stairs.

The door unlocks and is pulled open swiftly.

“AURORA?”

“Hi. Can I come in? Please?”

Jason POV

*SLAM!”

The harsh impact of my palms hitting my wooden desk reverberated the sound across the room, my

anger coursing through my veins at the highest degree.

“What. Do. You. Mean. She. Is. GONE?” I enunciate each word clearly with as much venom as I can

spit out.

The guards in front of me are visibly trembling, their heads still bowed. Damn right you should be

scared of me.

“ANSWER ME!” I scream. I hate these fools. They fear me. I love the smell of fear. Someone is about

to lose their head,

literally!

One of our men takes a shaky step forward, head still bowed and barely above a soft tone whisper “sh–

she got–got over the–the fence, s–sire. We–we cannot f–find any–any more tr–trails.”

I am just astounded. Speechless in that moment. Our little minx found a way out of our compound. She

actually escaped. I am certainly impressed. Furious, but impressed. And now my anger is directed at

these knucklefuckers for letting her escape in the first place.

“Hmmm. Okay.” I say calmly, swiping my tongue against the inside of my cheek and then upper teeth.

“And do you know how she was able to escape over the fence?” I asked, crossing my arms over my

chest.

They begin to tremble again at my sudden calm demeanor.

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I am about to turn around to leave when i hear Hem practically scream “Yes Bitch!”

That got my attention. That got all of our attention as we looked to our best friend.

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