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Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 79: assemble .“Stetson survived too,” Giovanni threw in. “We’ll just have to console ourselves with that broken arm he has.”Gianna gave a slow nod, but she couldn’t help saying, “Of all the people who I came into contact with, Stetson wasn’t cruel. He didn’t hurt me.”Looking irritated, Rio snapped, “How many times do we have to tell you how dangerous these people are?”“Oh, please,” Gianna returned immediately, rolling her eyes. “I’ve been dealing with Infinite for quite a while now. I know exactly how dangerous they are. Don’t infer that I’m a child who’s incapable of comprehending the very notion.”“Then you should,” Rio said, his voice rising, “stop acting like we can give any kind of leeway or sympathy to these people.”“Rio,” Dante warned, looking prickly.Rio spun on him. “What? I’m supposed to just sit here and listen to this stupidity? Gia wants to make friends with Stetson, when we all know the truth of the matter is that if Maddox or Cl

Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 81: a fool in love. .Gianna had to ask, “How did you know to call my brother? Why not just call the police? And exactly just how open are your eyes?”Angelo scoffed. “The police. There’s a reason we call them incompetent and untrustworthy.”Gianna gave a reluctant but agreed nod, just in time for Angelo to speak again.Angelo was telling her kindly, “I know the major players around here, Gianna. I may not make that protection payment ever month that you do to Infinite, but I make a point to understand where the power is around here.” Angelo pursed his lips for a moment, clearly debating something internally, before he offered up, “I almost got sucked in, you know.”“Sucked in?” Gianna asked with a frown.“Sucked in,” Angelo repeated. “I had a couple of friends growing up—good guys, I swear to you, in the grand scheme of thing. Jordan … he was … he was something special to me. He could have been everything to me. He and the others and my other frien

.Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 83: everything I’m worth, is yours.Across from her, her father had thin, pale fingers wrapped around his tea cup in an almost desperate way. And it was a lengthy pause before he told Gianna, “This world is a cruel, hard place, Gia. The world outside these walls is unflinching and certainly unforgiving. Your brother is too easy in his nature, and you?”“Me?” Gianna prompted.Her father answered bluntly, “You’re too kind. If I don’t push the two of you, the world will eat you up.”“That’s not fair,” Gianna argued back, amazed at what kind of conversation they were having. They almost never talked candidly like they were now. “Giovanni and I are our own people, and we should be just the way we are, without you feeling like you have to fix something in us. I agree, the world is mean and tough and terrible at times, but being easy going or kind isn’t a deficit. Being the way I am doesn’t mean I’m going to get torn apart by the real world, like you see

Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 84: Words fell the wayside .Gianna knew she must have ruined her brother’s appetite.“He told me himself,” Gianna said, reaching for Giovanni. “He was diagnosed eighteen months ago, but prostate cancer is very aggressive and he said his treatments ended up being ineffective. There are still options, but frankly, it’s true that they’d probably end up doing more harm than good at this point. He’s in stage four, and he’s been officially classified as terminal.”Giovanni jerked away from her almost exaggeratedly, shouting, “Don’t touch me!”“I’m sorry,” Gianna, in pain herself to see her brother hurting so badly. “It’s the truth and I’m sorry.”“How long?” Giovanni asked, chin trembling. “How long does he have? If it’s terminal, if the treatment isn’t working, it can’t be long.”Gianna wanted to soften the blow, but there was simply no way to do it. “Dad told me three to four months. At best. I haven’t seen his scans, but that sound about right, for th

Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 85: deep seeded feelings of love.“Are you feeling okay?”Gianna, who had been stirring the ice in her water with a lazy swirl of spoon, looked up suddenly at the sound of her brother’s voice. “I’m sorry?”A concerned expression was laced across Giovanni’s face. “I asked if you were feeling okay. You look … I don’t know, off.”Gianna gave a glance across Dante’s grandmother’s noodle house. Hers and Giovanni’s father was set to come through the main doors at any second, their first official meeting as a family after learning of the man’s terminal illness. In fact, it was the first time they were all going to be together since Giovanni’s high school graduation.“Gia.”“It’s nothing,” She replied automatically.“It’s not nothing,” Giovanni pushed. “I’ve known you for eighteen years. I think I know when it’s something.”Gianna blew out a long breath. It wasn’t as if she could really tell Giovanni what had happened between herself and Rio. It still see