Chapter 82: LYON

“So, what do you think?”

“What do I think about what?” Mancini’s spooky ass is always up to some shit.

“Him!”

“Didn’t you ask me that already?”

“Yeah, but that was when we first got here; besides, I’m not talking about the job; I’m talking about that little test you just gave him.”

“He’ll be fine; he’s no worse than the rest of you idiots. At least he lasted a full day, Tyler caves within an hour, and Connor and Logan are damn near a waste of time.”

“We’re not all cold-hearted like you, Colt.”

“That’s why your woman has your nuts in a sling.”

“Why is it so important to you whether the squad members are good family men or not? Isn’t it enough that they’re good at what they do?”

“Fuck no! You keep finding fuckwads for me to vet. At some point, they’re going to be around my wife and kids; what do you think? You can tell a lot about a man by the way he treats his woman and kids. Why would I want someone around my family that don’t know how to take care of his own?”