Chapter 22 – Everyday Life in the Mafia–1

As I fall into the routines of the Lippert house I’m surprised to find that I’m quickly bored by them. Life at my home with David and Janeen was also boring – but they’re just normal people. A little of me, I think, expected everyday gang life to be more exciting.

It’s not that the house is empty, really. Every day starts with a flurry of activity. Breakfast in the kitchen is a big affair, with everyone rushing through. Kent’s top guys mostly older

gentlemen – drink their tiny glasses of espresso at a table in the corner, bantering. Lower–level guys, dressed in thousand–dollar sweatsuits, run briskly through, reporting and getting new

orders.

Guards are all around – watching everything, but mostly wishing, I think, that they were important enough to be included with the others. If they work hard enough, though, they can level

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As the day passes, everyone spreads out to do their work. Daniel goes out a lot – to school, mostly, wrapping up his spring semester. I’ve been expressly forbidden to go out with him, to school or anywhere else. Apparently, I’m still a kidnapping target. Kent has told the Mafia world that I’m out there, but until he locks me down as part of his family I’m forbidden any freedom.

The first day Daniel left me behind, Fiona had come into the

he wrapped

soul.”

would be something to do,” I moaned, slumping my shoulders forward

there’s not a lot going on in this house at all times, it’s just that I’m…not at all a part

to me. They smile at me when they pass me in the hall. But no one

and she’s very sweet, but we don’t have

boss’s dream girlfriend. She’s sweet, funny, and has enough bite in her wit to keep from being boring. She’s incredibly sexy, but she

beauty treatments, or playing with makeup and clothes. Fiona always looks stunning and keeps

bit. I think she likes it, giving me a whole master’s course in makeup and hair care that I never,

the world just seems… ridiculous to me, though I’d never say it

I had touched my fingers gently to my skin in those places. “Seriously?

me that

and let the doctor do his work. “If you start

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her and declined the treatment. What, really, was the problem of looking fifty when you’re fifty? After all, Kent was forty

cleared my throat and moved my thoughts on

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