Maldini’s pov;
They stood up as soon as I entered and I gave them a small smile, knowing that they were wondering why I had gathered them. Every single member of the pesos.
“Sit,” I said, sitting down in front of them and collecting an already lit cigar from Diego.
They obeyed.
I took several drags before setting it onto the ashtray. “Cuco Palpatini is still breathing,” I began, letting the words hang in the air like poison. “And that is a failure on our part and I hate failures!”
No one spoke and I continued. “I was patient,” I banged my hand on the table to drive my point home. “And I am not a patient man! But I knew that I had to try.”
I leaned forward, resting my weight briefly on the table. “From this moment on,” I said, my voice calm, “you wil accelerate your efforts and ensure
