Chapter 9 Audrey POV

The torrential rain in New York lashed at the lifeless cemetery like a whip.

 

Cold water streamed down my expensive but muddy clothes as I knelt before a brand-new grave.

 

There was no grand funeral, no phony condolences.

 

The mob boss wouldn't let me near the grave, so I bribed the gravekeeper t...

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