Roberto
“Are you ready, dad?” Billy asked me as we walked into the restaurant with Marco, my head bodyguard, and Damian, Billy’s head bodyguard. Three other men were behind us, and they would stand guard outside the doors of the private room for the meeting that Billy and I were about to have with Oscar Mendoza and Andre Rodriguez. I wanted Andre’s head, and depending on how this meeting goes, I'd either get it or it’s war.
“I am son. I’m not f*cking around, they attacked our family, and your bambina’s could have gotten hurt.”
“You and I both know that was a slim possibility. You think I don’t know what you’ve been doing the last three years with my daughters?”
“You knew?”
“Of course I knew. I knew I hadn't been fully present with the girls. It’s hard, they look just like my Anna.
