Chapter 108

He picked up the phone and put it to his ears.

"Spade" he heard the wheezing sound of his uncle's voice, he blinked

He never really liked his uncle, as a kid the man's face terrified him to his core, whenever Salvatore came visiting, he would stare and stare at his face and scars, asking himself how the man had sustained such hideous injury.

"Salvatore" he grunted out, he never really liked calling the man uncle, it just didn't sit right with him.

There was something skeptical about the man that always had him on his toes.

"How's it going"? He asked, Spade mentally rolled his eyes, as he hated the idea of making small talks with his uncle.

"Good" he muttered, waiting for the man to go straight to the point

"I've been trying to reach you for a while now, didn't Matteo tell you"? He asked

"He did"

He wanted to ask what Salvatore wanted but he held himself back as he heard shuffling on the other side of the phone, and the heavy wheezy breathing of the man.

"Well, I called to remind you