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Carmine blanched as Corrado motioned toward the door He had his coat on, a s from his belt when he moved Gun

"What?"

"Just come on"

Carmine hesitated but followed his uncle out of the club, slipping into the passenger seat of his car as Corrado climbed behind the wheel He started it up without hesitation, throwing it in gear and speeding fro?" Car?

"A few Irish have been hanging out on Clark Street, harassing the owner of the pawn shop on the corner"

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Carmine’s stomach dropped Work He hadn’t been on a job with Corrado before, and he wasn’t looking forward to going on one now "I’ the video poker ust Corrado hated gah a lot of his

They were silent the short drive to the store Corrado pulled right up to the curb and got out without a word Car the ruckus in the back Thethrough the shop as they banged against the ht to the back, taking a direct path to the down a side aisle out of view to sneak up behind theh tiuy’s head and slammed it into thefro when Corrado let go of hiun the same time the second Irish pulled out his own They aimed at each other siuy, flicking off the safety of his pistol

Carainst the back of his head He tensed when he felt it, his hand shaking slightly Corrado grabbed his own gun from his coat with his other hand and pointed it, too The Irishhis finger off the trigger Carmine disarmed hiuy’s gun in his pocket, keeping his own cocked as he stared hi back here, I’ll do more than break a nose Do you understand?"

"Yes"

"Be sure to tell O’Bannon I said hello," Corrado said, his cold tone causing goose buo"

They hesitated, looking duroaned "You heard the fucking o, lares before scurrying for the exit One of the er "You want us to stay out of your territory, tell your boss to stay out of ours"

"We don’t step foot in your territory," Corrado said "Ever"

The man shook his head "You sound like you actually believe your lies"

They were lies Carmine himself had raided Sycainary lines

Corrado sighed when they finally left, sliding his eyes to Carentlemen in hoe spoke and always presentable in hoe dressed How hard is it to put on a suit?"

Carlanced down at his clothes He had on jeans and a black button-up shirt, nothing out of the ordinary "Suits are for weddings and funerals"

"So I suppose you’ll be wearing one on Sunday, then?"

Carmine tensed "What’s Sunday?"

Corrado started to co and stopped hilanced at the screen

"Make hi the counter "A couple thousand"

Car his phone to his ear to answer it "Hello? Is everything all right?"

He knew i that it was a personal call He watched with confusion as Corrado bolted out of the door--he wasn’t the kind of person to take a personal call while on business

He shrugged it off, nothing about the day ot money for me?"

"I have some," the man said

"How much is some?"

"Uh, about five hundred"

"You’ve gotta be fucking kiddingbehind the counter where the ister for protection and grabbed it

"Okay,"Yeah, I have a thousand"