Publisher's Synopsis
He crossed his legs in his tailored suit. "Listen, I'm a businessman...let's talk business huh?" "Business!" I scowled. "Yes... business, you see, the way that I see it is like this, this is my town, you could kill me, but you'll never make it out of here alive. My family is probably on the roof right now waiting for you to come out so they could snipe your little black asses one by one. I'll give you this though, you muli's have some big cahoona's huh...yous see you killed two of my best boys so me blowing up your car was a given." He waved his hands in the air as if this was a causal conversation and he was not being held at gun point. "You killed my brother!" "He owed me a large sum of money! It was business huh." "You're a lying grease monkey!" Valentine let out a hard chuckle. "I'm afraid that I am a lot of things but a liar I am not...he owed me 2.5 Million dollars huh; you should know that I have wiped out entire blood lines for less." He put his cigar out in the crystal ash tray then stood." You know, a little birdie came to me and informed me that you took his little cunt of a daughter as your wife." I tightened my grip on the cannon itching to squeeze the trigger.
