Author's POVThe second Adrian left the office, Julian fetched his phone from his pocket and dialed his friend's number. The mafia boss was not having it. He was in no mood to talk on the phone. And so, Julian found himself driving to his house that afternoon. His bit on his lower lip nervously as he drove to his house, his fingers constantly tapped on the steering wheel and his mind was filled with thoughts. Different thoughts about what might have happened that got his friend in such a mood. Something so bad, Adrian smirked while talking about it. It was supposed to be a smooth operation. The boys were supposed to get Adrian the previous day and teach him a lesson this time for going against the warnings they had given him. Just a small lesson that might last for a few hours or days, depending on how he cooperated. But when he'd called to ask how it was going, he was told not to call as he would get a call from them when the job was done. So he went about his day, thinking may
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