Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 10: 10

The Next Day

My things were packed. I was standing near my suitcase, wondering where I should go next.

I had planned on staying with Vincent for at least fifteen days before finding my new destination.

But it had barely been a week and I was having to run away once again.

I could not stay with Vincent any longer. Not when the wrong kind of people had found me so soon. They had not attacked Uncle Vincent's home yet so I was guessing they had not yet found out about my whereabouts except for the city I am in.

I could not put Vincent's life in danger because of me. I could not see him, or Ocean Eyes, or anybody else close to Uncle Vincent getting hurt because of me.

'Cause I had seen what these people can do. I had seen the tragedies with my own eyes.

How could I let it happen to Uncle Vincent just to save my own life?

So that was it. I have to leave. Pronto!

I picked up my bag and started pulling the suitcase outside.

The strange thing was, when I had told uncle Vincent about my departure, he had not said anything.

He had neither accepted nor refused to let me leave. He had just walked away from me while dialling a number on his phone.

It made me sad.

Did I not matter to him? Did my stay with him had been so bad for him?

He had not even talked to me after that.

Probably I had been a burden on him.

bid him good bye. It was almost ten o'clock in the morning

and started searching for uncle Vincent in the house

outside

grabbed the handle of my suitcase and started

in front of my eyes had

"Uncle Vincent!"

snapped back in

are you doing?" I snapped and left the suitcase

moving out." He said

grabbed my forehead in my hand in

away my car in front of my eyes. It had already left, and I could now barely see the back of

in annoyance and

Vincent said innocently, "it needed to be taken care of so I sent it for servicing. It will be back in two weeks. At least that is

go, Max!" He suddenly boomed and that is when my eyes

against a BMW with a laughing smile on his

you." I

goes my plan of

*****

inside

I stomped inside the coffee

it seemed to have become an everyday thing

me a Latte!" I snapped at

was not talking to him anymore. A girl still needed her coffee

but started to make

was almost ready to bang his head against the

sit

Max had ruined all my plans for

where I was going to go. I still

was no way in hell I was putting their lives in

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