LUCA POV
The call comes in later than expected, not because the men my people had to find were hard to get to, but because they are cockroaches and every single one of them has gone undercover to hide their tracks. Unfortunately for them, my men are some of the best out there and flush them out within hours. Every single one of them.
It doesn’t take me long to leave the mansion and arrive at the place where my men are holding the culprit's captive. The gallows. A place where people walk in and seldom come out. That is unless I will it. The building is depressing as hell, but it serves a purpose and for that alone, I can’t get rid of it. At least not yet.
As I walk into the building, it doesn’t take them long to cower at the sight of me walking towards them with a gun twirling in my hand
