#Chapter 37 Dead Man

Mia "Her hand wasn't injured before she came downstairs... She was, however, severely bruised and battered... Those injuries seem to have gotten worse after she came downstairs." I was barely listening to Carmelo's explanation of the situation. I didn't need to remember the details or to hear his recap. However, I found it interesting how professional and solemn his voice was. He spoke with reverence as if he was a subordinate to Albert. I guessed after shooting his capo for offending Albert, he probably was. Albert said nothing just listening to what he was saying, but I could feel him growing more and more tense the longer Carmelo spoke. The fact that Carmelo had noticed me from the moment I had been drugged through their poverty the first time and was keeping track of me unnerved me. It felt like I would never know how deeply entangled I was in the criminal underground. Albert’s gaze never left Carmelo, his expression one of keen interest but also of cold authority. "And