As far as jobs went, being the false mafia boss was a sweet gig. Money, women, power, all of it mine, all just for paying attention to the subtle hints my 'bodyguard' was giving me as they stood to one side of my office, and then being able to sell whenever they wanted to the lesser members of the gang. Soon enough I was living the life of luxury.
And then someone went to kill me, leaving my 'bodyguard' in a quandary, do they risk their lives for me, or reveal the deception.
I died before they made a choice.
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