Paolo
I break into the apartment of Caitlin—aka WYLDE—West using the key I had made by a locksmith who owed me a favor. I sent one of my henchmen over to watch her for the past week and give me the deets on her habits, so I know she’s teaching her dance cardio class now.
I know she’ll be home soon, and I’m looking forward to putting the surprise on her when she arrives.
Intimidation is an art form I’ve spent a lifetime perfecting, and I’m going to scare the piss out of the little hacker who targeted my family’s casino coffers.
As the second son of now imprisoned Don Tacone, head of the biggest Chicago crime family, I learned how to c***k my knuckles and posture practically as a toddler. How to give a beatdown by age six.
Most of the time, my reputation and the flash of a g*n do all th
