Blood Inheritance

The guys looked instantly satisfied.

Their so-called boss kicked Vince hard. "Don't even try any slick moves. I know your folks live in this crummy slum. Driving a Benz around here? You seriously don't even know your place."

Vince's face was swollen and bruised, yet he remained silent. The area around him was pitch black, with no cameras in sight—only the occasional streetlight casting its dim, we