Chapter Three-2

2961 Words

After pausing and caressing his chin for a second, Marco talked, “I mean… it has been stolen so many times and on all occasions, the thieves have turned up dead… what does that mean?” He retrieved a polished mahogany cigar box out of his gold silk robe’s side pocket. He opened it, pulled one out and used a wooden match to light it up. He then puffed his cigar as he calmly pondered upon his theory. Vinnie Lucenzo finally broke the silence, “Ah, first of all boss, a guy cannot turn up dead. If you are dead then how can you turn up? Secondly, you are just being superstitious. Don’t let it bother you too much. Do you want me to check under your bed for ghosts too?” Vinnie never spoke a lot. And it was a verity that had it been Gino ‘The Jaw’ Lucenzo who had made that joke, then Marco Angelo

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD