Chapter One Hundred and Six

Miguel grinned and held up his hands,

‘Okay,okay no need to get so touchy over a piece of skirt, mind you I’ve seen that little fire cracker and man she is a looker you ever want rid of her just say the word. I wouldn’t mind tasting her sweet pussy and fucking her firm little ass so hard she won’t be able to sit for a week.’

The man was odious, slimy and greasy and Dante was not interested in anything the little weasel had to say, lifting his gun he pointed at the Mexican,

‘Wait, wait, Don Dante I have information on the Russian Bratva powerful enough to bring them down.

‘He stopped to listen to the other man imprinting every word on his brain so he could recite them back to Gabriella, when the Mexican stopped speaking he shrugged, it was nothing he did not already know from the Bratva Leader himself. The man should have done his homework Dante had met the Russian many times for lunch and for dinner over the past few months as they solidified their friendship. Lifting his gun he shot