Page 189 of Born in Depravity

Her grip tightened around him.

I had a feeling she meant she didn’t want anything to happen to him …

To us.

He looked back at me with confusion on his face before he pulled his arm away and pushed her down on the floor. “Stay hidden, okay?”

The car door to one of the cars opened, and then Angelo Agnello stepped out, an arrogant smirk on his face.

He was a dead man.

We were so close. After close to two decades of avoiding us, of being too fucking cowardly to show his face, he was right here in front of us, and we had to be careful.

We couldn’t be reckless.

Not with Catalina in the car.

His men filed out.

I saw a few Mexicans with him.

They were armed.

“Let’s go,” Damien said, opening his door.

I took one last look at where Catalina was hiding before opening my door, using it as a shield as I aimed my gun.

Then all hell broke loose.

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