Helping Mr. Gang Leader
“Obviously they’re a gang of sorts. I’m not an idiot. But what I’m asking is which of Sangrid’s many gangs have you brought into a house of healing?”
Voice strained, Giovanni said finally, “Mariposa.”
“Jesus.”
Gianna felt like crumpling. She folded forward, bracing her forearms on the table, and demanded harshly, “Are you an idiot, Giovanni?”
“You probably think so.”
“I’m starting to know so.”
Mariposa. More specifically, the Mariposa Mafia. The fucking mafia.
“Mariposa,” Gianna said again, as if she could barely believe her brother’s stupidity.
“They’re not that bad!” Giovanni said defensively, and Gianna wanted to reach across the table and slap the back of his head.
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