Mafia Boss Gets a Call from the Hospital — “She Listed You as Emergency Contact.”

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The antiseptic smell burned my nostrils as I drifted in and out of consciousness. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, their harsh glare filtering through my half-closed eyelids. My mouth felt like sandpaper and a dull throbb pulsed from the back of my head. Hospital. I was in a hospital. I tried to sit up, but pain shot through my ribs, stealing my... Read More