DAMIEN
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The car ate up the distance, our car, three of which I had chosen from all the cars, and also I’d handpicked a few solid guys from Gerald’s crew, the kind who wouldn’t blink if hell itself opened up.
Alvin wouldn’t know I was coming this night, maybe expecting me the next day, just like I hadn’t had any warning about his lowlife ambush. Guess he still hadn’t figured out who the f**k he was messing with.
Every damn whisper in the New York underworld eventually found its way to me. I was the damn underworld, and the Alvaros weren't some two-bit operation to be taken lightly.
Not even if I drew my last breath.
I was the devil they all feared, and Alvin had just signed his death warrant, this kind of s**t doesn’t happen while I watch , not on my territory.
I walked towa
