Nigel had recently moved from Romania and to the U.S… Cause fuck Gabi and fuck the mob, right? Who even fucking needed them?

He didn’t. He just needed a fresh start, and somehow that landed him in this slightly run down apartment.

He couldn’t complain though, he got a nice view.

But they didn’t let him smoke inside the complex? What kind of bullshit was that?

“.. Fuckin’ blows..” He muttered as he walked outside the building, lighting the cigarette in his hand.