"He wouldn't even let me speak to her," his tone was grave. "I stared my uncle in the eye and begged for a cagna (bitch) and he told me no. If I didn't know better I'd have said he was smitten by her too..." He let out an unamused chuckle, "I mean, even Ghost had a taste of her pussy and now he's taken to her like a lap dog with no sense of direction."

He turned around sharply, five of his men were in the room with him, their heads bowed, "Don't just stand there like dogs, say something!" he yelled in annoyance.

"Yes, yes..." they muttered incoherently.

"Folli!...