AGOSTI
If the El Dorado cartel was after any mere man then he would be dead but quite fortunately, I wasn’t a mere man.
I did not earn the tag of the devil by being one that was f****d with and although attracting their attention was bad for business, I had it now and therefore had to deal with it before it got any worse.
I heard the soft patter of Luca’s footstep and reclined in my seat as he stepped into the dimly lit study.
“What the f**k was that, father?” He asked, approaching me.
“Foul language, Luca” I warned.
“Take a seat” I muttered, pointing in the direction of the chair in front of me.
He slid into one, his eyes steady on mine and I could almost hear the grinding of his teeth. It was something he always did when he was totally upset about something or totally furious and
