“So, who’s going to tell me why your friend tried to kill me?” he asks with a dominant aura in his voice.
“We don’t know… We don’t know he has a plan to kill you,” he said as he tried to catch his breath.
“Isn’t he your brother? How can’t you know about what he's doing?” Mr. Mafia tilled his face with a playfully smirk.
“I promise, I really don’t know. He just told us he was going to travel around and left us a month ago.” He said as he lowered his head when he saw anger in the Mafia leader's face.
Lorenzo took a deep breath as he thought about the information that his man collected, the same as the man in front of him.
“Let’s play a game” Lorenzo said as he held out his hand in front of his man who stood beside him.
He took his gun from his waist of the back and placed it in his lea
