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Nickie didn’t give him the chance to think on it for long before he added, “Says something when Marcello calls ahead and the first thing he asks about is you, doesn’t it?”

Did it?

Lev couldn’t really say.

Or he didn’t want to.

“I just mix his drinks when he’s here, boss.”

He could feel Nickie’s eyes burning into his broad back. To be honest, his boss wasn’t all that different than Andino Marcello in the grand scheme, really. A different breed of bad; with less money and influence, sure, but still dangerous.

Or rather, he could be.

When it counted.

“Keep it to serving drinks, huh?”

Nickie’s murmur felt loaded.

Lev only nodded. Only one of those two men were currently signing his paychecks, after all. That’s really what mattered to him at the end of the day.

What else needed said?

Apparently, Nickie thought more.

“Careful making friends with the likes of him,” his boss warned at his back before Lev could stroll back into the hallway, “because men like Andino Marcello only keep people around for as long as they benefit him. You won’t like what happens when you no longer do.”

He would remember it if only because he thought that was a pretty straightforward way of doing business regardless if he was just serving a man’s drinks or not. So long as he did his job well, he still had one to do.

Wasn’t that the whole point?