you went to the mall with his friends for a few hours, buying a bunch of clothes, accessories, and anything they wanted. Sonny picked them up in his sleek black Ferrari, one of his many cars.

He was smoking a cigarette, the windows rolled down as you got into the car after putting all his bags in the backseat. Sonny seemed agitated, and didn't say anything as you got in. He drove for a few minutes, then got stopped at a red light, his jaw clenching.

"Why didn't you use my card like I asked?" His grip on the steering wheel tightened.