-Enzo-
This day quickly turned to pure s**t. I had such a nice morning with my wife, and then one meeting turned into two, and the next thing I knew, I was fighting for my life and shooting a man in the chest. I don’t even do my own dirty work anymore. What the f**k?
“You good?” Dante asks as I stare at the body on the ground.
I nod, looking down at myself. I have blood all over my clothes, and I cracked my head open, but I’m fine.
“Get out of here before you leave your DNA all over the place,” Dante yells at me, tossing me the keys to the work truck he drove here. The truck will be far easier to clean the blood out of than my car. “Rocco will be here soon to help me.”
I take a deep breath and rush out, hoping that I didn’t bleed all over the place. I grab a shirt out of the
