Chapter 63 Underworld business

• He could feel the grip of his Glock pistol, which was securely fastened to his belt. He did not attempt to hide them. Everyone was well-equipped, which was understandable. As he entered the dimly lit storehouse, Leo took a step ahead of him and greeted warmly several men. They were surrounded by the cool, night air. He kept unflappable mannerisms while staying acutely aware of his surroundings. He didn't want to be here, and he should not have agreed to come at all.
• "Let's just get this over with; I've already missed my wife," Mike stated solemnly.
• "I'm sorry, Mike, but we won't be able to finish it that quickly," Leo replied.