The Mafia Boss’ Successor

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Arnold and Eden trudged along the dirt path, their feet heavy and weary from the long journey they had been on. The sun beat down on their backs, making their clothes cling to their skin with sweat. Arnold's face was dripping with sweat as gasped for air.

He let out a deep sigh and rubbed his eyes with his fingers, trying to shake off the fatigue that had settled in his bones. "Man, I'm starving," he groaned.

Eden stared at him equally feeling exhausted, but he wouldn't stop till he found Eliana… and the key. He chuckled. "Yeah, me too. We should have packed more food."

"I didn't think we'd be on the road this long," Arnold replied.

Eden sat on a small rock and rubbed his forehead slightly, "I know we didn't bargain for this but we have to keep moving,"

Arnold scoffed, "Keep moving? Keep moving, you say, if that woman didn't steal the keys to the treasure we would have been at home, and none of all these would have even come up in the first place!" He said, his voice slightly raised.