The Mafia's Two-faced Nurse
"I was just... restless. The security protocols were... incomplete."
"Restless? Gio, you looked like a caged wolf that had lost its favorite bone," I laughed, poking a finger into the center of his chest. "Jett said you’d been doing it for an hour. On a loop. Pick up phone, stare, growl, slam phone. Repeat. Is that the 'tough mafia leader' persona you want me to help you protect?"
Gio let out a long, frustrated groan and finally looked at me, his expression melting into a genuine, heavy-lidded pout. He actually slumped his shoulders, looking less like a killer and more like a rejected puppy.
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