Ramirez Gonzales.
“Get the f**k off me!”
My office door slams open, practically vibrating off the hinges. Michael storms in, all fire and impatience. Echo has his gun c****d in seconds. Mateo steps in after Michael, ready to intercept. I am calmly lighting my cigarette as to me, this must be some background noise. I nod to Mateo; he understands and exits.
Echo reluctantly lowers his gun.
“Is this the famous Michael?” He asks
“Yeah.” I stir smoke in the air.
Michael doesn’t waste any time. “Alex and his partner—a millionaire named George. Don’t know if your fellow godfathers bothered to tell you, but the money your father died for went straight to Alex and George. Both of them are here in Southeast, upstate and I’m going to put a bullet in each of their skulls. You in?”
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