Chapter 8 Meeting Vicky

• Maya had just returned from the hospital as she decided to spend some time in her father's garage before going to her work, which started in the evening. She was grateful to be able to retain her job at the bar; well, the owner was her father's friend, and it was easy for her to quickly get the job. Also, she had paid attention to see if she would hear news about what had happened last night—about someone being shot or something—but nothing. She had underestimated the power of the Mafia; obviously, that news wouldn't make it to the headlines.
• Walking into her dad's small mechanic workshop, Maya looked for her father but saw no sign of him. She knew he was around, probably under one of the cars, nursing another hangover. She just needed to shout his name.
• "Hey, Dad?" Maya called out, her eyes scanning the vehicles.