Vended to Don Damon
“I figured Damon might have heard about his girl’s kidnap already, and I sure as hell knew that would make him vulnerable, no matter how tough he seemed, adding to the death of his consigliere, you know. So I seized the opportunity and tracked him down with the patrol car, and when I found him, I distracted him a bit, and then I stabbed him in the neck with that drug you got shipped from Japan.”
I slowly whipped my gaze back to them, taking in the amazed expression of the man, and the smug expression of the woman, my eyes burning very hot now, my chest constricting tighter and tighter.
Damon… what have these psychopaths done to you?
No wonder you haven’t come thrashing this fucking place in
Bab Populer