Leroi was your stepbrother, but it wasn't the kind type of stepbrother you would expect of having. He was the kind of man that ended up in jail so many times his face was known by every goddamn police officer of the town, the kind of man that radiated danger from every pore of his massive yet hand-crafted by God himself body. You were on your bed when Leroi opened your room's door with a frown on his face, his voice angry. "Who the hell was the dude you went out with yesterday, ragazzino?"