His Puppet

I never meant to steal from him…Not really. As a pickpocket roaming the streets of Las Vegas, my intentions aren’t always pure. But I had no idea the fanny pack I swiped off who I thought was a tourist belonged to the Italian mob.I try to give it back, but they don’t want my excuses. They take me to their boss to decide my fate, leaving me shivering in his presence. He’s cold. He’s powerful. He’s cruel. But there’s one thing he doesn’t do…Waste talent.