“Anytime, boss,” he says. “Is that all you needed? Is that why you called?”
“Do you seriously think I’d make you come to Queens just to thread a fucking needle for me at five o’clock in the morning?”
“Yes.”
I cast him a glare.
He’s right.
I would.
Lorenzo bir efsane, harika, muhteşem.. sanırım bir ara gözlerim yaşardı