The Mark He Bit Into Me novel Chapter 13

After moving out of the fortified penthouse, I decided to wait for Lewis to reach out to me before confronting him. A part of me, the foolishly hopeful part, wondered if he would even notice my absence.

But a whole week passed, and the silence from him was deafening. The only message I ever received was the same, automated lie, delivered via encrypted text:

[Handling business. Don’t wait up.]

In reality, I saw him with Victoria every day from a distance–arriving at the social club together, leaving in the same armored car, presenting a unified front to the rest of the Family. They moved like a true Don and his unofficial Consigliere–in–all–but–name.

After that day Molly had called Victoria a “goomah,” she had been squarely in Tommy “The Fixer’s”

crosshairs.

She was buried under mountains of punitive work–forging ledgers, tracing dirty money through shell companies, tasks designed to break her spirit.

I couldn’t stand to watch her drown alone, so I stayed late each night, working alongside her in the dimly lit

back office.

In the deep silence of the night, we would often hear unmistakable, inappropriate sounds echoing from

Lewis’s soundproofed office.

Molly couldn’t help but mutter, “The Don is so cheap–he won’t even spring for a safe house.”

I gave a bitter, helpless smile. “Maybe doing it in the seat of his power just feels more… potent to him.”

Sometimes, when circumstance forced me to pass by his door, I couldn’t help but record short, damning audio clips on my encrypted phone.

A deep instinct told me that evidence of their recklessness would be a weapon I could use one day.

And so, with Molly by my side, surviving the long, degrading nights, our probationary period within the organization finally came to an end.

Molly said she hoped to earn her formal button, to become a “made” associate.

“Jobs on the outside are for suckers,” she said, her voice tired. “I mean, yeah, the Don is a lying piece of garbage, but a person’s still got to eat. This life… it’s a paycheck.”

I wished her luck.

Then she asked if I wanted to stay, too.

I told her the only thing I wanted was my official proof of completion—a signed document from the Family

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acknowledging my time served so I could leave this den of snakes behind as fast as possible.

What I didn’t expect was to be stabbed in the back by the one person I had considered a friend in this

hellhole.

“I was desperate, Emily! I need this life. I don’t have your looks, I’m not as clever… so I went to Victoria. I told her… I told her it was you who started the ‘goomah‘ rumor. I threw you under the bus.”

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