e." "I have bigger plans than a public career. Interested in new business here. Maybe we can talk, I'm going to need someone here." I needed him to believe I was a dumb kid and trust me. "Absolute

icked up Luke, and we went into a shopping mall. My friend would continue driving around in my tracka

ce dared to set foot on that road. It would take a great strategy to take down Priest, but no one was interested because since he took over, there had been no

ago send to the region. - And what else did you find? - Ox. - None of the bullets from Vegas? - No. They don't come through here, that's why I said it's not ours. - He handed me more so I could check. - Do you know who it belongs to? - No. That kind of cocaine hadn't come through Las Vegas in a long time. Ever since Michelle had died and her men retreated to the border again. Santiago, the leade

ting dramatic. Olivia was the sister after me, we were close in age. She was engaged to my best friend, the person I trusted the most. Their relationship started as an agreement between our families, his parents were desperate not to pay for what Prince had done to my sister a few months ago, however, to my complete surprise, Olivia not only accepted the engagement but also proved to be a normal girl, who had not suffered abuse in the past. Luke had Asperger's syndrome, he was a difficult person to live with. His robotic speech and tendency to expel anyone who irritated him made no on

now that deep down, you're not my sweet, protective big brother anymore. I see things in your eyes that would make me run away." Olivia cupped my face. "I also know that the Dominic I grew up with always has a purpose. Thankfully, he's not in the hateful, angry phase anymore. Whatever way you managed to deal with the past made you this way... now. I will always love you and most of all, I will always be grateful for taking my monster to another dimension." "I love you, I'll do anything for you and the girls." "I know. Why did you give up everything, Dom? What's going on?" She went back to the sink, grabbing a

n the beach was beautiful. I stopped running, just to admire how beautiful the sun was setting at the end of the strip of sand that disappeared into the horizon. If I ran all that way, I would probably end up outside of Malibu. I didn't know much about Los Angeles, even though I had lived there my whole life. I ventured out a bit more when I learned to drive, but even the route wa