—MICHELE—
I threw on my long sleeve, black shirt and tied up my black trainers. Mentally preparing myself, I slipped my arms through my bullet proof vest. The feeling of excitement was racing through me because I’m use to going out on ‘missions’ and find it far more interesting than sitting behind the desk and getting political with other clan members. I’ve missed the adrenaline I use to get before putting myself on the front line. I always use to do it before I became the Don, but since then I’ve had to have others do it for me because my role is too important.
I picked up my radio, hunting knife and hand gun from the dressing table and placed them into my belt. After I checked all of my equipment, I headed downstairs to the main foyer where all of my men were waiting for me. They all s
