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Ghost glanced at his phone, a look of worry on his face, he was yet to get any updates from Don Carianno. His texts were unanswered, and his calls were unreturned. It was complete radio silence from the family and it left a bad feeling in his chest. He couldn’t even discuss his fears with Pedro and Romano, aside from the fact that they were Sergio’s men, they were acting off, he couldn’t quite pinpoint it but it had him on edge.

He was too engrossed in his phone, he almost didn’t see the man coming at him, he swerved the car sharply, narrowly missing him. The car skidded to a halt, he jumped out of the car and slammed the doors shut. His eyes blazing murderously, when he saw him standing there, he let out an unamused chuckle, “If you had a death wish, you could have said so earlier. I would have been more than happy to indulge you!” he yelled with his hands spread open.

“I’m here to talk, Jason!” Ryder yelled back, “I just want to talk, that’s all” he pleaded.

Ghost shook his head in