“If she ever relaxes around me.”
Adriano glances at me. “Give her some credit,” he laughs. “She didn’t burst into tears at the sight ofyou. Can’t say the same for some grown men we’ve come across.”
I smirk at that. The notoriety I’ve garnered over the last few years comes in handy sometimes.
Even if it doesn’t make a certain breed of coward s**t his pants as soon as he sees who he’s dealingwith.
Still—it’s an improvement over my father’s reputation.
It took years to erase the damage the old bastard had done to the Mazzeo name.
As we turn into the private airstrip with my name hanging over the hangar, I notice my crew preparingfor the imminent landing.
The shipment is coming in on helicopter, accompanied by five men from the Mexican cartel we’redoing business with.
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