GABRIEL
“Mr. Russo, nice to finally meet you.” If Jimmy had a hat, he’d be turning it round and round between his fingers. He looked totally out of place, but the thief in him couldn’t keep his eyes from roaming around the room with excitement. They finally landed on his long-lost daughter, who was lying on the floor, having a toddler tantrum.
Now here’s the thing about Jimmy. Had he had any redeeming qualities, I would never have sought him out; why? Because I’m a vengeful fuck who thinks people should pay for the shit they do, especially shit done to women and children. I make no apologies for this stance, and anyone who doesn’t agree can pretty much get fucked.
