Dante

The sound of my cellphone ringing on my nightstand, woke me up. The loud noise broke the silence in the hotel room. I snatched it, glanced at the screen and answered. “Yeah?” with a hoarse, and sleepy voice.

“Boss, we got a situation with the shipment,” Nico’s voice answered through the line, controlled but urgent. “The guys at the dock, they’re giving us trouble.”

I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “Take care of it, Nico,” I said firmly. “Do not call me back unless ...