The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

29–Maybe, Possibly, Sort Of On The Run

Kai POV

The front door is open. The fucking front door is wide open!

She did not try to escape again. Oh I am so close to fucking killing that girl.

Draco looks at me with wide eyes. He is also shocked.

We pulled out our whistles and began to blow them as I once again headed outside to look for the headache that is named Aurora. I hear a lot of footsteps behind me but as I am scanning the horizon in front of me, I cannot see her anywhere.

It’s impossible. We weren’t far behind her, and the forest line is too far. There is no way that even Usain Bolt could have made it to the forest line in time and the road is empty and so is the front garden.

Where the fuck could she be?

Jason, still fully saturated in red stains and reeks of alcohol comes barreling out, his face red in rage. “What the fuck Kai? Why the whistle?”

“The front door was open. I saw Aurora running this way.” I said bitterly.

It took a moment, but Jason’s face went from rage to pure murder in about two seconds as he processed what I was saying.

“CALL EVERYONE. ALL HANDS–ON DECK! FIND HER! NOW!” His voice was commanding, he body was shaking in anger. This was the face of the most feared Mafia leader. This was the King and heads are going to start rolling literally

if we don’t find Aurora soon.

The house alarm was pulled. A loud calling siren began to blare.

Jason storms back inside, and I begin to bark out orders to guards who seemed to come out from every corner of our

compound.

We sent men to every corner of the house, sent teams to the woods, and even a few cars left the house grounds to

search the roads.

About 45 minutes later, my walkie–talkie that I now have in my hand squawks.

heen found” I hear

princess has one of the guards come through

is more appropriate right now though.

respond, I hear Jason come over the speaker “Where?”

She is in one of servant’s

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responds. Oh, sweet Aurora, this is not good baby. Jason never comes to retrieve his own

a text from Jason in our group chat as

dining room. Have some guards bring a few shower curtains and the steel

my pants. The soy sauce and vinegar have pretty much dried on my clothes and

Aurora POV

the idea rather quickly to cause a lot of chaos because why not. I

saw the front door and thought it

on the wall. I wonder if the password is the same. I try and it worked. The stupid bastards. didn’t change the code! Too easy. I hear the clicks on

my right into the first living room. I remember from my exploring that this room leads into another

whistles.

faint. I ran into the music. room and shut the side door I had just entered. I decided to lock it in case they come looking. I then went to the other door and opened it slowly. I saw a few guards in black running in the direction of the foyer. I waited with bated breath and when I didn’t see any more guards, I popped my head out and looked

full bar. Then I heard the alarm. It sounded similar to

in the corner of this room and thought it lead upstairs, thinking I could maybe get back to my room and hide in the

only led to the floor above but also it went down. Call me curious, but I decided to go down. They probably would go check my room first and I

black spiral staircase and there was a hallway. It was grey in color and had florescent lighting. There were storage boxes along the walls. I realized

The servants quarters. They wouldn’t look there would they? Maybe they will calm down and I can then come find them and

and came to a wooden door. I opened it and it led

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opened up to large open sitting room with lots of sofas and several televisions mounted on the walls. I saw an open doorway and walked out like nothing was

ran into a familiar face. Lillian. She saw me and instantly ran into my arm giving me a bone

you are okay! I heard the sirens. Us servants have to go to

with her.

to your room too! The alarm means serious business. The guards are running around like crazy!” She continues to

don’t think I will be able to make it in time.” I beg her. A small white lie doesn’t

me even faster as we hear a

me inside a tiny room that has a single twin bed, a bedside table, and a dresser. There was a white blanket on her neat bed and a small white rug on

we