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She Begged the Mafia Boss for Protection From Her Husband\u2014Then He Gave One Order No One Expected<\/h1>\n<\/header>\n
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She Begged the Mafia Boss for Protection From Her Husband\u2014Then He Gave One Order No One Expected<\/h2>\n

She Begged the Mafia Boss for Protection From Her Husband\u2014Then He Gave One Order No One Expected<\/h2>\n

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Bells above diner doors were not supposed to choke, but this one did.<\/p>\n

At 2:14 a.m., Naomi scrubbed at a stain on the counter that had been there since 1998, ignoring the sharp aches radiating from her bruised ribs. The diner smelled of burned filter coffee, old fryer grease, and the sharp chemical tang of industrial bleach. It was a smell that seeped into her pores and survived 2 showers and a heavy scrubbing with cheap bar soap.<\/p>\n

Tonight, it made her nauseous.<\/p>\n

Or maybe that was the concussive throb pulsing behind her left eye.<\/p>\n

The clock above the pie case hummed. There were 16 minutes until the end of her shift. In 16 minutes, she would have to remove her stained yellow apron, walk through the heavy glass door, and climb into the passenger seat of Greg\u2019s truck.<\/p>\n

Her phone buzzed against her hip in a short, angry vibration.<\/p>\n

She did not need to look at the screen.<\/p>\n

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