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“Oh, I thought…”
“You thought wrong.”
“Is that correct… Jackhammer,” I ask.
“Don’t believe everything you hear, well, apart that part,” he says, smugly.
“But—”
“Get inside, I’m not leaving you out here to be shot by some other asshole I’m related to.”
Before I walk inside, he takes a hold of my wrist. “I want this covered up next time I see you. I don’t want to see it again,” he whispers hoarsely in my ear.
“That was quick,” I say, looking at the spot where my cousin was shot. It was squeaky clean,
“Murder is our business, and our business is murder,” Rafael smirks.
“What was that about?” Dominic frowns. “You just let a room full of witnesses watch you shoot somebody. You’re normally a little more subtle.”
“If I let somebody else take him out, it would look weak. Am I really going to let someCazzokill my own cousin at my birthday party when I am capable of doing it myself? Plus, I saved Falcone’s daughter from an early funeral. It doesn’t hurt to get a bit of loyalty building up.”
They were allhalf-truths. I was beginning to recognize how I’ve recently become a little too possessive of Miss Falcone, and she isn’t even mine to possess.
“Yeah, you’re right, Don.” Damon nodded. “I think the level of respect for you when up after that.”
“There’s always one jerk-off in the family who spoils it for the rest.”
“Make sure his wife and kid are taken care of,” I say to Rafael as he makes a note in his book.
Jerk-off or not, I always pay my debts in full.
“Did you enjoy your party?” Lucia’s voice pours through my thoughts like cold water a couple of days later.
“I told you I didn’t want one.”
“You’re working on your bike,” she says, raising her eyebrows.
“What?”
“You haven’t touched this thing in years, and suddenly you’re taking it apart like you’re a Hells Angel.”
“It’s called a hobby. Why don’t you get one that doesn’t involve putting powder up your nose and being fucked by random men in bathrooms.”
“As opposed to kissing women that aren’t my fiancée,” she says jubilantly.
“How long have you been waiting to say that?” I say, picking up a wrench.
“Since the second I saw you macking on her.”
“I wasn’t macking on anyone.”
“You were about to do a lot more than that if I never interrupted you.”
“I can do what I fucking want.”
“She’s gotten to you, and you can’t take it. The fact that she is so different from poor bland Angela has your head spinning because Sophia Falcone can have any man she wants, which drives you crazy.” she says gleefully.
“Nothing is out of my grasp, dear sister, if I want it.”
