Chapter 47

Giordano's POV At A Dropsite For Gunshipment

"Load the crates. Don't fucking drop anything," I barked, lighting a cigarette as the men hoisted the boxes into the black van.

Guns. Armor. Illegal shit worth millions.

A man approached, sweaty and trembling. "Mr. Giordano, the buyer wants to see...

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