18

Chapter 18

Angelo

Jesus fucking Christ.

While Big Ricky and Eddie dispose of the body, I sit down behind my desk.

I rub my hand over my face as I let out an angry huff. I didn’t mean to be so harsh with Vittoria, but the call came at the worst possible time.

She sounded fucking terrified.

I shake my head, wondering how the fuck I’m going to get Vittoria not to fear me.

Big Ricky comes back into the office. “What do you want me to do with the drugs?”

“Flush them,” I mutter.

Jacks, one of the bartenders, stole two grand to buy drugs, which was a stupid move on his part.

Like I’ve said before, I don’t make a habit of giving second chances.

My thoughts turn back to Vittoria and how scared she sounded over the phone.

I’ve never done relationships before, so I’m in uncharted waters.

Christ, my longest relationship is with Tiny and Big Ricky. They’re tough as nails, so I don’t have to worry about their feelings.

I let out a chuckle at the ridiculous thought.

Now, I have a skittish deer for a