Chapter 120

“Alright! Let’s go!” yelled the first don, banging the roof of the Cadillac while his partner laughed at his actions.

Richardson heard some people shout before hearing the driver’s door open up and slam shut.

Within seconds, the car roared to life as they started on their way to their fun night.

“I don’t know your names,” he said, trying to be as confident as possible. He was going to show the men that he was not afraid of them.

“James,” the first don smiled at him with a salute.

“John,” the second one said with a hand dazzle like he had just performed a magic trick.

Richardson started to wonder how these two jokers were mafia dons. He knew he could not judge based on their appearances but on their actions. They must have done something dangerous to have gotten to the top.

“So you’re James,” he pointed to the first don who nodded. “And you’re John,” he pointed to the second don.

“You got that right. See? You’re not so slow after all,” laughed John.

While they talked and laughed about