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โ โA sleepy yawn passed her soft lips. A simple nod in his direction as she moved to take a seat in a chair at the table. Arms now folded on the wood before her. "You haven't left yet?"
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There was an acceptance to this.
Like she had known all along that this would happen.
"Whatever you have to do, you have to do."
Everyone knew that Billy Russo wasn't meant to die of old age.
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Her father never kept many secrets from her.
And what he did keep, she was able to piece together from just listening. She might be young, but she wasn't stupid.
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"You know." She shrugged passed him, already reaching for a mug after working the coffee pot to brew.
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When she entered the room, right hand rubbing her right eye, she turned to flip the light on. Blinked the blur away from her sight before shooting him a confused expression.
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"If you're looking for Dad, He probably spent the night at Anvil. Or madani's.."