I'm a man on a suicidal mission, walking into the camp of viperous men with hankering bloodlust cravings. I might not make it out alive. But my dauntlessness nature is unbothered about that alarming fact. I made a promise to my curly hair girl. And I'm going to fulfill it even if I lose my life in the process. That's how much she means to me. I don't mind draining an ocean to put a smile on that pretty face of hers.
I'm in the heart of the Bronx walking into the territory of a ruthless, dangerous serpentine mafia boss. The Lord of the crows runs the biggest crime organization in New York. This impromptu meeting with him can go two ways. Either diplomatic or it will either end with someone bleeding. Hope it doesn't come to that.
Bringing James or Michael along is going to be very alarming, so I decided to go alone.
I could feel ferocious eyes on me as I drove my car towards the crow's head cutters. The gate was wide open welcoming me in.
