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chance I’d get and I needed the girl’s help. She could have valuable information. “Kelly, we might be able to help each other.”
     
     
    The girl stopped crying and lit up. “Really?”
     
     
    Our conversation was cut short by the sound of footsteps and loud talking outside. “Stay here.”
     
     
    Kelly whispered. “Who is it?”
     
     
    I looked through the peephole. It was a large entourage of policemen and paramedics. The other tenants, many of them half-asleep, opened their doors to see what the commotion was about. One woman fainted when she saw that they were transporting a dead body.
     
     
    “Police and the EMT,” I said grimly, pulling out my handgun from my holster. Thankfully, it didn’t look like the police were going door to door with questions. “They’re hauling out your father’s corpse.”
     
     
    “Daddy,” Kelly sobbed, burying her face in her hands. “I have to see him. One last time-”
     
     
    “You go out there and you’re as good as dead,” I said sternly. She was older than me when I lost a parent. Yet, she responded with sorrow when I replied with anger. “Who knows whether or not one of the policeman is a spy for the Russians? Trust me, you don’t want to see the corpse of a loved one. That kind of thing sticks with you for life.”
     
     
    The young woman seemed so emotionally spent. She took in a deep breath and took a seat on the couch. Suddenly, she glanced at me. “Why do you have a gun? The apartment doesn’t let you keep firearms.”
     
     
    “For shooting people, why else?” I replied in irritation. “Keep your voice down and we’ll be able to talk. If the police come for questioning, you go to the closet in my bedroom and stay there until I tell you to come out.”
     
     
    “You have a nice place,” Kelly, said, looking exhausted. I always made sure to keep my apartment immaculately clean. It was a trait I got from my mother. Besides, I didn’t want to hire a maid and risk her discovering my gun collection. “Very clean.”
     
     
    I gave the hallway another glance before sitting down next to her. “The policeman and paramedics are pulling out.”
     
     
    “What am I going to Jackie?” she sighed. “I’ve lost everything.”
     
     
    I was never good at these kind of conversations. “The first day is always the hardest. Find something to do with your life and it’ll help you deal with the pain.”
     
     
    “Jackie, why do you have a gun?” she asked again. The woman’s curiosity was going to be the death of her. As well as me for that matter. “You have to be a cop to have one in this building. You’re not a cop, are you?”
     
     
    “Do I look like a cop?” I retorted. My mind began to hatch a plan. I needed to get the blessings of the Pastore family before I could have my revenge. In the meantime, I had to keep the woman safe. “Do you have any relatives you can go to? Someone you can trust like a school friend?”
     
     
    “Most of my relatives are dead or in nursing homes,” Kelly answered. She seemed resigned to her new life as an orphan. Or maybe she was just too emotionally exhausted to care. “My college friends are in another state.”
     
     
    “Figures,” I mumbled. “We have to get you to safety.”
     
     
    “Can I stay with you? I can do chores and earn my keep.”
     
     
    The young woman looked desperate. If I didn’t have a code or was just some degenerate, I could’ve had her begging for sex. Kelly was as good as putty in my hands. But if I did that, I wouldn’t be any better than the men who killed my mother.
     
     
    Besides, Kelly wouldn’t be able to survive in this wicked world. Her life had gone pear-shaped in the span of a day. She’d have to live on the streets and steal in order to survive.
     
     
    This would be her new reality. The only thing men would see in her was another body to fuck in exchange for a few dollars. Worse, they would rape her and live her to rot on the side of the