Chapter 30

Scarface's POV

"Fuck—MOVE!" I yelled, slamming my palm on the dashboard.

I was watching everything from the black van, parked a block and a half from Don Luca's filthy little pleasure pit. Tinted windows. Engine running. My heart was pounding, jaw clenched. I had one goddamn job for that idiot...

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