Sold to Mr. Mafia
Taking my smart wristwatch off, I answered the call.
“Hey, buddy, how was it?” Kendrick’s annoying voice came through from the other end.
“I will kill you one of these days,” I said casually.
“Oh, I’m scared, almighty Damon Vyon, king of the underworld, threatens to kill me,” Kendrick mentioned sarcastically.
“Fuckin’ motherfucker,” I cursed at him.
“How’s my little sister-in-law? Hope she’s still resting,” Kendrick asked.
“Don’t call her sister-in-law, and also get your fuckin’ eyes off her.”
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