The drive to the docks was long with the evening traffic. I park in front of the fish market and take my last few breaths of clean air before getting out of the car." This stinky place," ma scrunches up her face. We walk into the fish market and a couple of Rizzo men stand around. We walk to the back and more men stand around with guns. Rizzo wears his apron and gloves as he chops a fish head off. Marco come from out of the corner and grabs Rizzo's attention," Mrs. Hernandez, Kyrie." He sets the butcher knife down," Mr. Rizzo. " Ma steps closer to the table," why did you call this meeting?" " Straight to the point. I like that about you, Monique." Rizzo places his hands in the puddle of blood on the table," I'm having a little trouble with one of my stash houses.
I would like for Kyrie
