"I still don't get why we're leaving."

Sinisters iced eyes flashed me an irritated glare, "because, Calla, we just threatened to kill the French Mafia bosses family, and refused to negotiate with them."

I crossed my arms in front of me, "who gives a fuck?"

He was throwing our bags together, "I do, this is their territory. I had thought they were back in France, that's the only reason we came here."

"But I don-"

"We're leaving, ...