A Very Rossi Christmas (a Dark Mafia Romance) (Mafia Rogues: The Rossi Chapter) by Quinn Marlowe

Author:Quinn Marlowe [Marlowe, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spitfire Press
Published: 2021-12-06T16:00:00+00:00

9

JOSEPH

A DARK, DESERTED HALLWAY

I stumbled toward the hallway that led to the bathroom, my head buzzing with a pint too much and my feet unsteady underneath me.

I should not have had so much to drink, I told myself for what had to be the fifth time. I should have turned down that third beer, and the shitty thing was that I'd known it even as I was saying that I'd take another.

I almost never drank when I was doing business, and especially when I was doing business with someone I didn't know whether I could trust. Drinking made you sloppy. It made you slow.

I had friends who had ended up dead because they'd had one too many drinks with someone they should never have trusted, and it had slowed their instincts when all the chips were down and it really counted.

Still. I'd had to keep Patrelli busy while Sloane was out there doing whatever she was doing, and if that meant drinking an extra pint just to be on the safe side, that was life. I wasn't going to second-guess myself now.

Not when I'd secured an additional shipment of jewels for the Rossi clan at half the price of the first set. According to Patrelli, they weren't as easy to get rid of—or move on your own—as one would have hoped, and the Patrelli family was glad to have a contact who would take them off their hands. That part made me a little bit nervous, but the side effect to me having had too much to drink was that Patrelli had had too much as well.

And he was one of those guys who talked when he got drunk. Gave up secrets.

I grinned as I entered the hallway, thinking back on everything I'd learned, and started committing it to memories that would last past sleep tonight.

I was just turning the corner to get to the men's bathroom when something hit me from behind. A cannonball, by the feel of it, and I found myself shoved against the wall by its momentum.

I immediately started mentally taking stock of my back, trying to figure out whether there was a wound from said cannonball, and was about to yank myself around and confront whoever had sent it when a familiar voice started hissing in my ear.

"What in the ever-loving fuck are you doing here, Joseph Rossi, and what are you doing drinking so much when you're in a meeting with a Patrelli? I thought your dad taught you better than that."

I found myself spun around without any conscious effort on my part, and then slammed back against the wall again, my head thudding against it with a soft thwump that did nothing for the already-spinning world.

I didn't let that get to me, though. Instead, I glared down at the tiny girl who had managed to not only hit me with the speed of a bullet but then jerk me around like she weighed about 100 pounds more than she actually did.

"What the hell

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