JOAQUIN
Gael ended the call and pulled off from the front of the driveway of my home as I checked the bullets in my g*n. It was going on midnight, and Antonio’s men were ready at every entry point of Emile’s stash houses. Carlo texted me the address of Emile and his family near New Jersey. He kept them hidden well from us. He was married with four kids of his own, and I thought they would be in France away from here, but he was bold like me. I never let my enemies see me back down. After making my kids and wife suffer for so long, it was time I gave him payback.
“Carlo has men outside his house.” Gael sped up and jumped on the freeway.
“Is the neighborhood crowded?”
Gael passed me the phone, and I saw a text message photo of the home.
“If we do this, it could blow back.”
“I want it i
