CHAPTER 171

Lorenzo sat at his desk, brooding.

Two days had passed and neither Xavier nor his scary looking second hand man had come to collect their weekly profit.

He looked down at the stack of money in the bag on his desk. If he took even a note from it, Xavier would know and would kill him without thinking twice. He was a man not to be conned and also a man to be feared. But as he constantly stared at the pile of money, he felt his walls of restraint breaking down. The sight of money always enticed him but tampering with Xavier's money was like signing his...