His Promise: The Mafia's Babies
“Tell him, just like that, and get yourself killed.”
He was starting to get annoyed, and the conversation was taking longer than expected. All he wanted was to find the key, so he could pick up Siena and go back home.
“But Berto said it wasn’t my time yet,” Kenzo commented. Christian clenched his fist at that familiar sentence and couldn’t shrug off how Berto had said the exact same thing to his grandpa. “That seems to be his favorite sentence.” Dario sighed.
“Am I done here?” Kenzo wondered and looked at Dario while Dario’s eyes moved to Christian.