"What?!"

Nash froze at Willy's outburst.

Did that mean Willy and Frank were... enemies?

Willy continued to laugh savagely. "You see... the name Frank Lawrence means a lot to me. I dream of killing him every night, and I could skin him where he stands! And you! You're making me run an errand for that prick?! What's wrong with you?!"

Nah was dumbstruck, and he leveled a pained stare at the pills Willy crushed under his foot.

"Please, Mr. Sorano..." He reasoned, "You could just say no if you didn't want to help! How could you ruin the pills Mr. Lawrence made? It's for a member of your family!"

Just shut up already!" Willy laughed, pointing at Nash as he bellowed, "I've finally caught on now... so this is why Gus was vouching for Frank Lawrence, even though that

kept laughing coolly. "Well, here's the proof.

you talking about, Mr. Sorano?!" Nash exclaimed in

did not need him to

geezer some proper hospitality! We'll get proof that

was a foe and not a

certainly made

call, and twentyish of his colleagues immediately arrived and encircled

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