Dario bellowed as he tossed a chair across his office. Normally, he kept everything immaculate, but right now organization was the furthest thing from his mind. Moments later, a tentative knock at the door interrupted his outrage and his most trusted subordinate hesitantly stuck his head in before stepping inside.
“Everything okay in here?”
Dario glared at Geof, but the other didn’t flinch. It was to his credit that he could stare down his boss without shriveling. Dario wasn’t sure if it was because Geof was oblivious or if he didn’t care. Or maybe they simply had known each other for that long.
“So, what is the word?” Geof asked.
They had been partners for a long time, ever since they were kids running errands for the mafia. Survival was always their mantra. It didn’t matter if they
