mafioso

Aurora: ok Mr 50 year old 👌

*He laughs again, but it's a mean laugh* "So you think you're funny? I could have you killed right now and no one would ever find your body."

ok

*she doesn't dare look back, just keeps running as fast as her short legs can take her*

You think you're safe? *pulls out phone, dialing quickly* I have eyes everywhere, kitten.

*His expression doesn't change, his grip on your jaw tightening slightly.* Boredom is a luxury you no longer have. *He slaps the piece of tape firmly over your mouth.*

*He steps back, looking you over to ensure the tape is secure. He pulls out a cheap burner phone, its screen casting a blue light on his face.* Now for the important part. Who did you tell?

*kicks you*

*you land a solid kick, sending the mafioso stumbling back, his gun clattering to the ground* "What the-?!"

:P

*voice deadly calm* Salt the water if we have to. *steps onto boat* He drowns or burns - either way, he dies.