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Heart of Mafia - EpilogueFor someone whom you loveHeart of Mafia - Epilogue by *scarlette13
“So, what about being a crimelord? How does it feel?” Dietrich asked quietly. His voice sounded distant and David thought if it could be caused by not hearing it for so long. First days after the drug war were too messy and the time passed so fast that they didn´t have chance to meet. One or two short calls couldn´t fix that because they had to discuss formal matters.
“Feel?” David asked sighing. “I have no time to analyse my feelings.” He frowned and looked at the man lying on the cheap motel´s bed next to him. Dietrich seemed to be occupied by studying the ceiling above them. There were fresh wrinkles around his eyes and David had to wonder how many times the King of smugglers saw his city falling apart.
“You´re doing well,” Dietrich said after a short pause. It sounded almost reassuring and David laughed.
“Are you trying to be supportive instead of listing all disadvantages