The Death of Me
Each man had a picture with information written under it, two of them were old, probably my father's age, and one of them was young, probably my age.
He pointed at the first one, "This is Michael, he and Frank go way back, they lost connection recently but he still may ask for his help."
"Yeah, I know him," Liam said as he inched closer to get a better look at the screen. He rubbed his chin, "He was Frank's connection to the Mexican mob, he would've assisted him in something like this."
"Does he know you?" Nikolas asked to which Liam nodded.
"Okay, my men already got him," Liam's eyes widened, probably surprised by how fast my dear brother can take care of this shit, "You can take care of hi
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