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Midnight Job.

_Santino's POV_

I take a drag from the cigarette I held between my fingers, letting the smoke out from my nose.

“Saint, everything is ready." Rico, my second in command, says from the door and I raise my eyes to look at him.

Rico hasn't been here for too long, but he was trustworthy enough for me to make him my second.

We had a job to do that night, supplying ammo and coke to another mafia family.

“Is it complete?" I ask, dropping the cigarette stick on the ashtray.

I wonder what Micini's doing, I haven't seen her since Natalie dragged her out.

When I realized I was staring off into space and thinking about that little girl, I shook my head trying to shake it off.

“Saint? You good man?” Rico asks, seeming concerned. It was unlike me to be distracted on a night like this.

"I’m fine." I muttered, picking up the jacket that lay on my table.

Pushing my chairs back, I stand up and walk towards him, indicating for him to lead.

We were headed to the Bianchi warehouse to drop their goods a
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