I didn't even bat an eye.
"I made us evenly matched," I replied as I picked the device back up. "Now I can tell you how I prepared."
"This wasn't prepared?" Elio spat, pointing to his dead man.
"No, that was making us even so you'd shut the hell up and listen to me," I said.
Our men chuckled, earning a glare from Elio. Elio's right eye twitched as his jaw ticked. He turned his crazed look to Uncle Mal.
"Who the hell is this kid? You set me up, you bast.ard!" He shouted.
"Okay, for starters, you set me up first," Mal replied. "Secondly, he's already told you. He's The Prodigy."
"What the f***k does that even mean?!" Elio was losing his patience now.
"It means that you are fu.cked," I said. "Moving on."
"Yes, I'd also like to know how you prepared, nephew," Uncle Mal teased me.
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