I owe Damaso my life, and because of that, I am his now.
Not only that…
Who knows how many other things I risked tonight? And who knows what could’ve happened had he not been around?
Would his men protect me if he wasn’t there?
No. I don’t think so.
I’m not even sure I’m safe with him.
Would the Russian suddenly forget about me.?
Let’s be honest.
That incident wasn’t only about finding me in that nook and witnessing their conversation.
I landed smack in the middle of that stupid story, but my feeling was the two men had shared animosity before.
Nobody likes nobody for real––I’m talking in real life here––let alone the people living dangerous lives in a volatile world like them.
The Russian used me to get stuff from Damaso and fuck with him.
Everybody knows you don’t fuck with people like Damaso.
It’s true. I, personally, haven’t been so smart when I fucked with people like Beau‘Dick’Anthony. At least, I was desperate, and that was my justification at the time.
The Russian wasn’t desperate.
He acted all surprised and antsy, yet in the end, he was mostly amused. Especially when he collected the money.
I saw how Salla looked at him.
Any street-smart dick could tell youthatwas a death stare.
The Russian didn’t care. Or maybe he was convinced Salla wouldn’t do shit to him. I don’t know if Damaso would gain anything from finishing that guy.
Maybe that’s why the Russian wasn’t afraid.
It may have to do with how he has positioned himself in their world.
But my fretting isn’t about him.
It’s about me and how I’m stuck here without a car, a plan, or a real possibility of escape.
I have to sleep on it, and maybe I’ll get an idea of how to proceed tomorrow morning.
First, I need a new phone, and then I need to collect my car.
And also, I need to know what Damaso plans to do with me.
Is he going to do what the Russian wanted to do in the first place? Finish me?
Maybe not.
Because the damage to his image is already done. He stood his ground, and now he has to keep his word.
He’s made a compromise to keep me alive, and now he has to find something for me to do so he can justify his unusual decision.