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Frankie Dupraz had only been in town for three weeks, and already he was working for a man that he didn't want to be associated with. The man's name was Giovanni Gennaro -- a criminal. But the gangster had offered Frankie decent money, and only a fool would turn it down -- especially considering that he was desperate for cash.
The Police had been on his back since he arrived. A detective named Greenwood had been pestering him for answers about his newly-formed relationship with Giovanni, but none were going the detective's way. Frankie managed to remain quiet for now, but how much longer could he hold his tongue? They'd find something, they'd dig a little too deep for his liking and come up with something they could drag him back to the station for. A speck of evidence, a piece of paper with both their names or a nice little photograph of Frankie and Giovanni discussing a ball game. Anything. Frankie had to watch out.
Right now, he sat in a car outside of the Gennaro household. His first job was a simple task which made Frankie wonder why one of the man's own bodyguards couldn't do it instead. So he was taxi-ing the daughter because she wanted to go somewhere, and Frankie was being paid to drive her there. What was he complaining about? It was an easy job, and nothing could honest go wrong. The vehicle itself was a nice, black sedan that belonged to Giovanni and had probably been paid for by blood money or dirty notes.
What had he got himself in to?
The Police had been on his back since he arrived. A detective named Greenwood had been pestering him for answers about his newly-formed relationship with Giovanni, but none were going the detective's way. Frankie managed to remain quiet for now, but how much longer could he hold his tongue? They'd find something, they'd dig a little too deep for his liking and come up with something they could drag him back to the station for. A speck of evidence, a piece of paper with both their names or a nice little photograph of Frankie and Giovanni discussing a ball game. Anything. Frankie had to watch out.
Right now, he sat in a car outside of the Gennaro household. His first job was a simple task which made Frankie wonder why one of the man's own bodyguards couldn't do it instead. So he was taxi-ing the daughter because she wanted to go somewhere, and Frankie was being paid to drive her there. What was he complaining about? It was an easy job, and nothing could honest go wrong. The vehicle itself was a nice, black sedan that belonged to Giovanni and had probably been paid for by blood money or dirty notes.
What had he got himself in to?