“Whoa, that’s below the belt.”
At that, the anger peaks and begins to recede.
Fucking Adriano. He’s the only one who gets to push my buttons like this and get away with it.
Smug bastard knows it, too.
I just barely manage not to smile. Instead, I sigh heavily and press my forehead into my hands for amoment.
“Trying to hit the entire Polish mob in one night… Lucio, it’s f*****g insane,” Adriano says seriously.
“We’re not gonna get them all, I’m aware of that,” I say. “But we can take out enough of them to makea difference. Like it or not, there is going to be a war. The least we can do is make sure they’reoutnumbered.”
Adriano stares at me for a moment, trying to determine just how rational my argument is.
At last, he exhales loudly and nods.
“Okay, I guess
