Anson
Impatiently, I tapped my feet on the beat of the pouring rain as I waited in front of the mansion that would change my life.
I had traveled all the way to Los Angeles for this, and I would not be leaving without meeting him.
Leonardo Baldini.
The Leone.
"What's the name again, boy?" A rude guard at the gate asked, holding his communication device close to his mouth.
"Anson Falco—that is F-A-L-C-O," I spelled out my name. "I need to meet Leonardo Baldini. It's important!"
He walked off again, eyeing me suspiciously as his mouth moved into the device. Sure, it was odd. A random man dressed in ordinary clothing demanding to meet the big boss, but I had my reasons.
That b***h was going down, and so was her little boyfriend who she had sent after me.
After years of being ungratef
