Lorenzo
“So, what are you offering me in exchange for my father’s head?” I told Luciano who was sitting right in front of me. He lit up a Cuban cigar and looked at me with a smirk on his face.
“I can offer you a delivery of arms and drugs, high quality,” he replied, taking a whiff and leaning towards me, “there is also my warehouse where you can find everything you might need for your business.”
Luciano had a grudge against my father for trying to cheat him with fake drugs. Tonight, I was offering him on a silver platter. His wife, Piper didn’t know he was here so he decided to make the meeting short.
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay a bit longer? We have cute dancers on the poles tonight,” I offered and he looked at the girls but shook his head.
“No, I am okay. M
