Wanted: A mafia story

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nt and worn furniture seemed to close in around me, a constant reminder of our struggles. I rubbed the sleep off m

day ain't no joke! I shuffled to the kitchen, my eyes scanning the empty shelves. There was nothing to eat, no

from my last shift would be doing justi

put food on the table, and to keep a good roof over my head. Life was sure really good before my father's demise, but the sound of my mother's l

day. The doctor's words echoed in my head and then it dawned on me how little a time I have left to save my mother

ach for it. Rachel is my best friend and co-worker at the confectionary store where I work. I had told her a

ending and I had gone the last time, but cha

t Rachel had told me. "There's no way I'm doing that" I

fix my eyes on the price before me. The figures dan

00,

ring amount, the exact amount I need for my mother's s

w I had no choice. Moreover, the medical bills just keeps piling up, and I had exhausted all other options. I had sold everything of

wasn't

e page once again, and I felt a

phone. I held it, dialed the agent's

e and I and my mother never lacked anything. He died in a car crash according to my mothe

took for the knock on the door to open them. I re

t out an awkward smile, k

over and I haven't received a single call or message from y

anaged to speak. "I know Mr. Pedr

tment in seven days or pay up." He interrupted

ion, I called the agent's number showing my interest. My body went numb as I hun

forever. I read the address sent to me on where the auction will

't help, but feel sorry for my poor self. As the night wore on, I su

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t alley that leads to my destination. It was as if they were warning me to turn back, but m

heels of my shoes clicking on the wet pavement. The air reeked of decay

, revealing a non-descript door with a sm

lge in their most sinister desires. I had never imagined that I'd set foot in such a p

ped into the shadows, leaving my

om head to toe and I could tell he's the agent I had spoken to earlier on. He wa

ce dripped with satisfaction. "I've b

auction. "A gynecologist will be coming soon to check you and confirm your pu

ctor, we were told to return to the unit we left from and await the agent. Everyone got busy with their phone and those who weren't were busy

before coming and couldn't help but giggle. I swipe u

ir and hazel eyes said to me interrupting me and I believe she'

ou. I'm Jasmine and you?"

ly. "I'm Stella. Nice

leasantries. "Y

oom and the agent appeared

es. It's a

tion ground. The agent himself was my guardian and with every pace we too

smoke and expensive perfume. I felt a sense of unease as we navigated through the crowded room, the patr

led aside to reveal a private room. The space was dimly lit, with a sin

d gravelly. "Here, you'll meet the bidders. Remember, Jasmine, y

the implications of what I am about to do. I had never imagined that m