The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C Novel

79–Down the Spiral Staircase 

Aurora POW 

I was standing near the window, hands, and face against the wall: Groucho was standing next to me when all of a 1 was standing sudden, a cellphone rang. Groucho answered and even though I didnt understand his language, it was clear he was cursing. He and Grumpy had a tow chower wonds to each other before they barked out an order. I hear several pitter Tatters of otsteps retreating quickly and 1 hear the door slammed shut. But I do not hear the locks. 

My interest is piqued now. I wait a few more moments and still don’t hear the locks, 

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am no longer in my half dream state, I am fully awake now. I quickly turn around and make a very rash plan in my head as this may be my only chance to see where I am. I grab the sweatpants that are lying on the chaise lounge and put them on in haste. I was in a flimsy pink and lace nightgown that barely covered my breasts, but I didn’t have time to change. 

I decided I needed to be very inconspicuous and make my way to the tray and look at the food like I usually do. I decide to take the bowl of fruit salad and walk around with it in case that little camera has a creeper watching right now. I nibble the food and make my way to the comer near the door. 

I try to listen for any noises outside but it’s quiet. Take a breath Aurora, you can do this. A little pep talk never hurts. 

right? 

I set down my bowl, and grab the doorknob, 1 look at my wrists which are red, raw, and bruised from all the cuffing. and have a moment of doubt. If1 am caught. I am in so much trouble. Luckily that little voice was kicked out of a flying plane by my will to get the hell out of there and so I pulled. And to my suprise, it opened! It opened! My heart starts hammering in my chest and my breathing starts to increase like I am already running a marathon. I quietly poke my head out the doorframe and look both ways. 

The last time I left the room, 1 didn’t get a chance to see my surroundings, I am in the middle of a large hallway. Two chairs surround the doorframe outside no doubt for my mountain guards. The hallway on both sides is long and the ceilings are quite tall, with cream–painted walls on the top two–thirds of the wall and a nice burgundy red on the bottom third. There was a soft cream–colored carpet on the ground. There is nice amber lighting coming from modem glass wall mounts throughout the hall and a few super large landscape pictures adorn the walls giving a pop of color and personality. 

No one was in the hall. There are several closed doors on both sides. On the right, I see two cutouts of the wall at the 

end of the hall, and it looks like the hall continues on both sides, but I also see a cut in the wall on the left side but it’s significantly larger and the lighting looks different.. 

I took a chance, followed my gut and went to the left again. I creep against the wall, thankful I decided to wear cozy socks last night. I can hear voices shouting in the distance and 1 hear doors slamming closed and opening hurriedly, lots of footsteps echoing the walls. I finally make it to the large opening and make sure the coast is clear before stepping out into the larger open space. 

I come upon a giant breathtaking spiral staircase full of white marble with flecks of black and gold. A huge crystal chandelier the size of my old apartment hangs at eye level. I peek below the banister and see lots of black–clothed figures scurrying about and then the voices become distant, maybe most are outside. 

I make my way down the stairs, taking some two at a time. I pass by two more floors before I see the bottom. If 

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large man. It took me a moment to shake me out of my trance and looked up at the person who had me in his grasp. 

The first thing I saw was his hazel golden eyes. Those eyes. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. I don’t know if I am currently breathing or not, but I think I am. I was utterly entranced and frozen in my place. 

I barely recognized that golden smile that grew on his face. “moon pie?” he asked breathlessly. 

My shock was still ever present, and my brain was in overdrive trying to answer questions that I hadn’t even thought to ask. My breath caught in my throat once again and my heart raced. After blinking several times, I was able to speak 

single word, a word that I thought I would never need to say again in a million lifetimes: 

“Father?” 

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