When Vince got home the next morning, he found Nico sleeping with his head against the bar counter they had at the mansion.“Wake up,” Vince said, nudging his friend. “Come on!”“Oh, let me...” Nico murmured. Vince took a deep breath, grabbed the glass of whiskey still sitting there—no ice, of course—and poured it over the Sottocapo’s head. The liquid quickly ran down his face, thanks to his short hair, jolting him awake in an instant, his expression a mix of shock and fear. “Che cazzo è questo?![1]“Ah, so you're awake. Excellent. Now, go take a shower, because you’re smelling. And then, you can go down to work.”Nico looked around, still confused.“Wait a min... What time is it?” he asked, his voice still hoarse.“It's past ten, Nico. Maybe if you had gone to sleep instead of chasing Maddie and then getting drunk, you would have known.”“I didn't chase her,” Nico replied immediately, but didn't look at Vince.“I know you did. Raffaele warned me that your car was following his. You'r
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