Daniel

“What is it?” I got up and sauntered over to the barrier. 

    Antonio pointed to the entrance, where I saw Matteo—the new Morello underboss since James put a bullet in his brother’s chest. He looked every ounce of the asshole we all knew he was. Not even a thousand-dollar suit could make him look like more than an ugly motherfucker. What annoyed me the most about him and his entire fucking family was how they walked around town as if they owned it. They lived as if they had the world at their feet. Meanwhile, they didn’t have shit. If it wasn’t for the poison they were passing around...