Chapter 80 The Driver

"Drop it, Luca."

Gianni's voice carried up the hill, low and flat. His gun hadn't moved from the porch, and neither had Luca's.

"Can't, boss."

"You've driven me for nine years."

"Ten in March."

"Then you know I won't ask twice."

"I know." Luca's jaw worked. He didn't look at Gianni's face. ...

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