I wasn’t in the mood for small talk, but I knew how important this event was to everyone. I also knew that if someone was going to show up, chances were it would be here.
Mariano came out of one of the tents, rubbing his nose like he just took a hit. He’d been in a mood all morning until one of his friends showed up.
“What?” he snarled at me, instantly irritated.
I grabbed him by his suit jacket and yanked him toward my face. I towered over him and made sure he knew just how finished I was.
“Either get your s**t together or get the hell out of here.”
“Seriously?” He wiggled free and looked around, embarrassed. “What do you think I’m doing here?”
“Doing a line in the tent.” I tapped my nose. “This is your last warning before I toss you, your tramp of a mother, and your heart attack fa
