Pauly's POV.
“Jesus." Mo's mouth falls open as we step into the lobby of the Mancini's penthouse. “These people are loaded. Sure we can't blackmail them while we are at it?"
“Focus, Mo." My voice is low.
My mind is laser-focused on the task at hand. There's too much weighing on tonight's meeting with Philadelphia's youngest crime family. Too many people relying on me. I can't afford to grow distracted by anyone.
“Have you heard from Ellie?" Mo asks me as the golden elevator doors close.
Tommaso Mancini had sent us explicit instructions upon arriving at the high rise. What I could only assume was a normally populated lobby was a practical ghost town. Only one doorman was present. He looked nothing like a doorman, clueing me in that they had replaced their normal doorman with one of
