I fired a shot once. Then another and another, all in the space of ten seconds.
I watched the body drop to the ground in fulfillment even as blood splashed everywhere and stained my white T-shirt.
I had taken it upon myself to shoot this spy with my very own hands.
He had been caught trying to pass more info to the Castillos and when my attention was called to it, I knew I had to see for myself.
"Clean this up" I said as I walked away from the torture room to take a call.
It was Tomas.
"Don,"
"What's going on?"
"The Castillos tried intercepting one of our shipments but we have it under control. Lorenzo poached some of our clients."
"That motherfucker." I cussed under my breath almost wishing I had killed him when I had the chance.
"We're working on a retaliation. I hope you weren't affected by the attack in Rome."
"Not at all. I just killed the spy who ratted out my location." I told him clenching my jaw at the reminder.
