LOVING A GANGSTER
I whispered loud enough for him to hear, while Avanska pretended to be asleep beside him.
Despite denying it, it seemed that my watching and reading about the Mafia had actually paid off. I could read some of their expressions like a book. Since I was fully entering the gangster world, these skills might come in handy.
"I don't like you," said the red-haired person called Rick, glaring at me.
Great, this person sure would be a bother. He doesn't 'like me,' he says. Like I give a fuck about that.
I wonder what he would do when he finds out about my background. Mafia members know how to read people's expressions too, without showing any emotion. "Sure, I'll keep that in mind," I said to him.
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