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Chapter 56: Back to Square One

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Angelo’s POV

It’s been a few days since the last time I spoke to Ricardo.

My birthday is coming up in a few weeks. It was something I usually plan with him, or more accurately, something he plans while I sit back, drink, and pretend I’m involved.

But, we haven’t spoken since that conversation at the private restaurant. The one where I told him exactly what I thought about Maria’s death.

I’m still pissed.

How the hell could he have killed her? She had nothing to do with the bullets that came tearing through that fucking door. She was innocent, a collateral in a war she didn’t start.

My brother didn’t just pull the trigger; he wiped out someone who had never lifted a weapon against him. That lack of humanity, that lack of empathy, I can’t shake it.

I’m sitting in my condo now, with a glass of expensive whiskey in one hand, and a few pills in my system. The music blares loud enough to rattle the glass as I set it on the table beside me.

I tell myself the mix helps me think clearly, but
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