He says, stepping back inside the living room before locking the door and unfolding the letter. “It says ‘Eighty-Five thousand dollars, Tomorrow night, 10pm. Have the money ready. We’ll come to you. Remember what happened last time.’ At least that’s what I think it says, not the neatest handwriting…”
He tosses the note onto the kitchen table and Amber reaches to snatch it up.
She unfolds the note, her fingers shaking as she looks over the scribbled words, the blood draining from her face and leaving her ghost white.
“Don’t worry, Amber.” Johnny says, smirking as he places his hand on her shoulder. “This couldn’t be more perfect.”
Chapter 15
“Amber, I can’t believe this…” Her dad says, lifting the note up off the table to read it, exactly like he’s done the other forty times since Johnny left. “I just… I can’t believe this.”
“I know, I know.” She says rubbing her palms into her eyes as she rests her elbows on the table. “I thought this was the right thing to do.”
“What?!” He says, tossing the paper onto the table as he leans back into his chair and crosses his arms. “So you’re telling me…” He starts. “That my daughter thought the right thing to do was to take all of our insurance money, no, I’m sorry, all of my insurance money, all the money we have in the whole entire world right now…”
He rubs his face as he lets out a deep shaking breath.
“You thought it would be a good idea to that that money… and give it… to the MAFIA!?” He yells, slamming his hands down on the table as her mother buries her face in her hands and sobs.
“And I’m sorry!” She says, a frog growing in her throat. “I didn’t think anything bad would happen…”
“You didn’t think anything bad would happen?” He says, leaning forward, his voice cracking. “Amber, everything those thugs have done, the fucking mafia has done ten times worse! I wouldn’t be surprised if they fucking invented burning buildings to the ground!”
“They’re going to help us!” Amber says, wiping a falling tear from her cheek. “They promised me they would help us. Johnny left to go and get us some help!”
“Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, who is this Johnny?” Her dad asks, tossing his hand into the air. “You didn’t even know what was in that fucking duffle bag! What makes you think he’s going to tell you his real name?!”
“Well, I don’t care.” Amber says, crossing her arms over her chest as she stares down her father.
“Well, you better start caring because guess who’s coming over!” Her dad says, picking up the note to crumple it into a little ball.
“I know.” She whispers, her voice low and shaking. “But I promise you nothing will happen to me. You and mom need to pack a bag and go on a little drive…”
“Excuse me!?” Her father says, cutting her off. “No, I don’t think so, I’m not going to just leave you here!”
“Johnny will be here.” She says. “They’re professionals.”
“Professionals?!?!” Her mother shrieks. “They’re mobsters! Hit men! Criminals! You can’t trust someone like that!”
“He will protect me!” Amber says, raising her voice to her mother.
“Protect you?!” She yells back. “He’s in the mafia! What makes you think he’ll protect you!?”
“Because I love him!” Amber screams back, her voice breaking.
Her mother gulps deeply, folding her arms as Amber brushes her fingers over her eyebrows.
“Now, go and pack your bags.” She says, calming herself down. “You need to be out of here by tonight in case they decide to do a jump on us.”
Chapter 16
“Alright, so we park over here…” One of the guys says, pointing to a street a few blocks from Amber’s house. “And we go through the alleys and in the backdoor. They’re going to have eyes on the front of the house maybe