Taken by the Mafia King
His half-cocked smile as I peered at the phone told me he’d known I’d give him shit for it.
“Fred Bagnoli has a phone like this. He’s old as dirt.”
“He’s a smart man. These are impossible to trace. You’re welcome, by the way.”
“Uh, thanks?” I pulled up the contacts on a whim. Of course, the only three numbers listed were his, Mikey’s, and Tommaso’s, and there was no option to program anything else that I could see. I sighed heavily and set the phone down on the dresser. It was better than nothing, wasn’t it? “This is actually very nice of you, Killian. I didn’t think you had it in you.”
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