65

•••QUINN•••

"So you're telling me, you dated a Mafia at 17, I will never underestimate you ever again." Calvin said in awe to Mandy.

It was already morning but we were all catching up.

"Aren't you a bit scared at all? " I asked Calvin.

"You worked as a police officer, the stories you used to tell me probably trained my mind not to react that much, speaking of which shouldn't you alert them you're back." Calvin suggested.

"That's not necessary." I said using my spoon to clash with the plate as a form of entertainment. "She's deciding on leaving us to either her cool twin brother or her four musketeers.." Mandy mention.

"When you put it that way you make it sound like I have a choice to stay." I said calmly I didn't want to raise my voice.

"Because you do, who cares if the Giovanni are your family, they are dangerous just like the Cunningham's, they are all the same, the blood lust, the dirty business and their crappy reputation they have to live by, there has to be some other way.