“But first we need to know everything you know about the Russians and everything else that might harm my business, don’t you agree?”įalcone didn’t wait for Father’s reply. There was definitely relief in his gaze, but also trepidation.įalcone smirked. I shook, horror being replaced by relief.įather closed his eyes, his lips moving in silent prayer before he glanced up at Falcone. I peered toward Father, expecting the worst, but he didn’t topple over. Talia screamed, a high-pitched sound that made the hairs at the back of my neck stand up. I cried out, taking a step forward to help my father, and so did Mother, but two men stepped in our way. Falcone pulled a gun out of a holster under his jacket and held it against Father’s head. The look in Falcone’s eyes promised nothing good. “There is something you can do for me.”įather nodded eagerly, but I wasn’t as optimistic. It looked as if he’d practiced the move countless times in front of the mirror. How are you going to make it up to me?”įalcone touched his chin in contemplation. You stole from me and gave my money to the filthy Russians.
“You’ll make it up to me?” Falcone repeated. I’ll work for free for as long as you want me to.
“I always made more money than any of your other managers.
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