CRACK!
Adriano punched the guy in the jaw.
He stopped talking – at least for a second.
“Thank you,” Niccolo said to Adriano.
“You hit like a bitch,” the guy sneered.
“You want me to kneecap him?” Massimo asked, gesturing with the Glock.
“I’m considering it,” Niccolo said.
“I say we bring out the chainsaws,” Adriano said.
“Do it,” the guy taunted him. “At least I wouldn’t die fromboredom.”
Adriano was about to punch him in the face again –
When there was a loud tap on the mirrored glass.
Niccolo looked over in surprise –
As did Roberto and I.
Mei-ling was the one signaling for Niccolo’s attention.
“Excuse me,” Nic said as he walked towards the office.
“Go choke on your own shit, asshole,” the thug said with a laugh.
“What a good idea foryou,”Niccolo shot back. “I’ll write that down.”
While theCamorrathug continued to shout obscenities, Niccolo walked into the office and closed the door. “Yes?”
“This is going nowhere fast,” Mei-ling said in English.
Niccolo looked at Roberto in surprise.
Roberto just shrugged.
Niccolo smiled patronizingly at Mei-ling. “We’ve only just begun – ”
“Pain isn’t going to get you anywhere with this one,” she interrupted. “He sees it as proof of his manhood. The more pain you dole out, the more it reinforces howstronghe is, at least in his own mind.”
Niccolo dropped the smile. “We’ll break him.”
“Oryou’ll end up going too far, he’ll bleed out, and you won’t get a single thing out of him.”
Now Niccolo looked annoyed. “You have a better idea, I take it?”
“I do. Is there a sex shop nearby?”
Roberto and I both stared at her in shock.
Niccolo’s eyebrows shot up. “Excuse me, I don’t think I heard you correctly – awhatshop?”
“A sex shop. Is there one in Florence?”
