*****Jaxons POV*****
"Ten million boss." Romanos thick Italian accent stated, as I nod.
I turn ever so slightly to dismiss him, when In a quick motion, Lorenzo shifts himself before clocking the familiar sound of a gun behind me...
Bastard!
"Twenty or I'll put a bullet in you tonight Jax!" I feel the sudden cold press of Lorenzos gun against my temple causing me to sit back in my chair again.
"You would never. Don't be so stupid!" I grit, watching through the windscreen as my men draw their guns and get into a fight stance due to Romanos sudden hand signal - telling them that the deal was going South.
"Oh but I would boy... don't test me. Once upon a time you where like family to me, but if needs must, I'll put a bullet in you just to prove a damn point! " He edges, pressing the gun harder into my skin which only infuriated me more.
I move my far hand down ever so slightly, as I finally feel the leather handle of the hunting knife which was tucked neatly beside my seat...
