Derision

"…fucking ridiculous!" Gael gritted his teeth as he cracked his neck from side to side.

"Why am I not surprised anymore?" Giovanni scoffed, and the two of them went quiet.

Confused as to what they were talking about, Angela hesitated as she placed a hand on Gael's shoulder. He turned in her direction even before her hand landed on him, and then his expression softened a little when he realized it was her. "What's going on?" she wondered.

Gael's jaw ticked as if he was contemplating telling her or not. And when Angela thought he would brush her off, he turned to face her and said, "Perry might be working with the Bratva."

Okay… That wasn't what she expected him to say. At first, she thought something terrible had happened to his family—and thank god that wasn't the case. But this… Angela didn't know how bad this was exactly.

"How are they working together?"