CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE

VALENTINO

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“I did the nice thing by leaving you for almost two months. Now we can have that talk. I hope you’ve thought out where your loyalties lie now,” I said, sitting across from the boy I’d captured the night I’d shot Fiore.

“Are you going to leave me if I tell you the truth?” He asked, placing his forearms on the table between us.

With a smile, I shook my head. “Oh, make no mistake. You’re gonna die today. Your reply determines how quickly and what method I use.”

“Then I ain’t telling you shit. I’m a dead man anyway, so what’s the point?” He spat.

Carlo chuckled at the boy’s answer. “That’s what they all say until he finally breaks them.”

“I must say, I admire your false bravado. Why did you choose to work for Fiore? You have a pregnant girlfriend who was kicked out by her parents when they found out she was dating a man like you. You’re just nineteen. You have a lot to live for. Even if it’s not for your sake, do it for your fa