
Strolling the Los Angeles sidewalk with a mobster, Samantha never thought of. She wears a dress and high hells, but her head is covered in a hat and wears a mask that covers half of her beautiful face. He looks really funny because of Maximo's excessive behavior. Who he really wanted to hide Samantha from.
The walking habits of these two people turned out to be very different. Maximo's steps are often too fast, making Samantha often left behind. Several times Maximo stopped his steps and waited for Samantha who often stopped at some point. As of this moment, he stopped in front of a street food truck that caught his attention.
“Samantha, do not carelessly open your mask.” Maximo immediately approached Samantha to warn the girl.
“Do not protest much. Eat this.” Samantha pulls Maximo's mask and feeds Samantha's new corn man and warm maish. Food one lump of processed corn that is smeared with various spices and coated with cheese and then stabbed with a wooden puncture as a handle.
Maximo reflexively opened his mouth. This food tastes strange on the tongue, but it is quite enjoyable.
“You want to buy a new one? If you want, pay mine,” great-grandson Samantha casually. He ate the food for the second time.
“Jeez, how can you already eat it when you haven't paid for it.” Maximo grumbled in annoyance. He went back to the corn man and gave him a piece of money.
“Any, the mafia can also have compassion. Though his hands are so light to shoot someone.” Samantha looked at Maximo's behavior which made her shake her head inexplicably.
Maximo approached Samantha again who was watching him from a distance, she immediately turned her face away as Maximo looked at her coldly.
“It's done?” the man stared fixedly at Samantha. He also gave Samantha a handkerchief to clean her lips. Samantha happily picked it up and put the remaining sauce in her mouth.
“Can I throw it away?” Samantha shows Maximo a handkerchief in her hand.
“If it's dirty it can't be used anymore.” Maximo nodded coldly. He walked first to leave Samantha, there was a sense of annoyance when he remembered Samantha who wanted to throw her handkerchief just like that.
"Damn! Why would they even be thrown out? Instead of being washed clean and she returned it after it was clean and clean." The man grumbled in annoyance.
“Which I might throw away, because it could have been the wrong clue to reveal Gerald's death" muttered Samantha. He stopped throwing Maximo's handkerchief and put the thin cloth into his pocket. He'll check it out later.
“Quick!” the man's voice was very startling for Samantha. He stood by the road, waiting for Samantha to cross.
Samantha walked leisurely, while enjoying the night air she had not breathed in for a long time. He used to love to go for a night out with Gerald, but now he walks alone with the man who killed the man he loved so much.
“What kind of destiny is this?” Samantha looked at Maximo's shoulder that was behind her. Could he shoot that guy right now?
Feeling no response from Samantha, the man turned his head. He looked at Samantha inexplicably. Why did the girl deliberately tell him to wait? Something he never liked.
“Walk first. I don't like walking beside you,” said Samantha who deliberately stopped her steps.
“What's the problem?” Maximo asked in annoyance.
“Because of you Maximo.” Only that was Samantha's reply with sharply rounded eyes. Full of anger at the man.
Maximo does not continue his steps to get closer to Samantha. He realized, it seemed like Samantha's anger was rising, for whatever reason. Then he chose to turn around and cross the road first and wait for Samantha across the road there.
Samantha looked at Maximo waiting for her across the street. It seemed he realized, that from the beginning of the road they were crossing.
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