Glancing back at my phone I read Jake's message again.

Jake- if you do it and you don't feel any different I will bring her back myself.

Jake- if you don't do it, I'll never shut up about it.

Dropping my hand I sighed looking back at the building again. Sliding my phone back into the pocket of my hoodie. I climbed out of the car, closed the door behind me and locked it. This area was posh and though it was only a short ways away from downtown, it didn't stay awake at night. It was dead silent and the streets were empty. The building was as posh and over the top on the outside as it was inside with gleaming floors and polished high end furniture with several large chandeliers that twinkled dimly from above. The reception desk wasn't occupied and the only lingering gaze I caught was from the security guard, he watched me suspiciously. Once I met his gaze he swiftly looked away and turned back to the computer monitors on his desk. As I approached the receptionist desk a older woman stepped out from a door leading towards the back. Her tired eyes wrinkled as she gave me a soft welcoming smile.

" Hello, welcome to the Elms how can I help you on this late night?"

" I'm here to see someone, Angelica Rossi"

Slowly she nodded. " Is she expecting you?"

" She should be, I told her I was coming. I can call her-"

"That's not necessary, I'll just check her visitors list and see if you have been added" Quickly she turned towards the nearby computer and began typing against the keyboard." Can I have your name and a form of identification please?"

" Kaleb"

She rose an eyebrow as I dug my wallet out of my back pocket. Swiftly I pulled out my driver's license and slid it towards her.

" Amato" I sighed just as she paused momentarily and her eyes widened. A heaviness hung in the air and I waited for her to ask me. But she didn't and efficiently typed my name in then forcefully met my gaze with a now fake smile.

" You are listed Mr. Amato, you're free to head on up. She's on the ninth floor in room 922, I'll let her know you have arrived"

" Thank you"

I didn't look back at the woman or the security guard but I could feel the heavy gazes as I strode past the seating area and to the elevators. The date of Tony's trial was growing closer and closer and so were the rumors that entwined throughout the Lombardi family name. I was one of Nick's closest friends, and had been for many years so if anyone knew the truth it was me. And the fact that I still hung around Nick with everything that had happened only lead to one other explanation. I was one of them, I was a part of the mafia, it was true. No one had any proof, it was all talk, no one knew what to believe. But it was enough to have them all afraid, no one ever said the words out loud but you could see it in their eyes every single time.

                Stopping in front of the door  I stared at the deep, precise cravings in the dark wood.

922.

My mind was admittedly filled with regret and I debated on walking away when I thought of what I would do if I left. Sleep was out of the question, driving sleep deprived was as bad as driving drunk. And what I would do when I got home, smoke in front of the fireplace. Stare at the tv watching at some horribly predictable reality show on one of the cable channels.. these were the last of my options, sweating in the gym only pissed me off. Even jerking off.. I could only think of her, Jake insisted that I would feel better once I fucked another girl. Once I put myself inside of someone else my connection to Mia would break.

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