Forget-Me-Not Bombshell (Mafia Wars, #5)

by Caroline Peckham

“That was John Boy,” I said. “Oh shit, seriously? How do I keep forgetting what he looks like?” “Cause he’s like a fucking stick insect among sticks, Cash. Fucking gift that.”

They mention how this dude blends into the background like our hundred times. Obviously that is going to be a problem at some point or why bother mentioning it so much.