NIKOLAI “The patron is angry,” Don Ellios says as his servant pours us a glass of whiskey.“As he should be,” I respond coldly.I can see Don Ellios flicker his gaze up to look at me. He must be intrigued by my courage and insouciance to death.“Power changes, Nikolai. Just because the Lucario family once held power in the cartel doesn't mean you should drag the throne with Marco,” he says.I cackle and reach for the glass.“Exactly, power changes. It's time Marco lets it go,” I reply and take a swig of the whiskey.Ellios sighs as he stares at me with concern in his eyes.“Think about everything, Nikolai–”“I don't have anything to lose,” I cut him off. “My family is dead, and I don't care about my father, his wife, or their son.”“What about her?" he says calmly.Silence falls between us, and my chest constricts.I scoff and gulp down the remaining portion of whiskey, slamming the glass down on the table.“I haven't seen Estella for some time,” I mutter.His gaze darkens at the men
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