"Ahh… common sense, Sira. Don't trust the cartel." Finn whispered, as before him Sira fell to the ground as a bullet went into his head… though Finn himself was relatively calm about it.
Yeah, calm, even though he knew the next one to get a bullet was going to be him.
But he was right… a common sense, do not trust the cartel, especially the one that is pretty angry about the fact that they got fucked by James.
"Finn Orvich…" A voice came from behind him with a heavy accent and he immediately knew it was truly the Sinatra cartel from Dennus… and yeah, it was, as the man sat down before him on the chair while Sira's dead body lay between them."... nice to meet you."
"Yeah, nice to meet you… mister?"
"Oh, my name is not important, Finn." He said, as he crossed his legs and shit, he was truly a fucking cartel member, a high ranking one, and Finn could tell it.
