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I stare at Trent blankly as he talks continously. I lean against my chair as he talks about an Italian worker who’s trying to double cross me after lying he wanted to work with the mob as a delivery guy. A knock comes on the door follow by Cassandra’s voice. I order her in and she walks in with a coffee that i ask her to get.
” Thank you.” I tell her once she drops it on the desk.
She turns around and leaves.
” What’s your plan with the Russians? Don’t you think it’s time you end this once and for all before more people get hurt.” Trent says. I scoff and look down at him.
” I just want him to make a wrong move first. Then I won’t hold back.”