As I approached that place, the grief and anger in my heart welled up yet again as I thought about Fat Tony's role in my father's death.
I saw Harold at the entrance, and he nodded at me when he saw me walk in.
"You’ve arrived. Mr. Tony has just arrived too and is on the sixth floor," Harold said solemnly.
"Okay, thanks, I’ll head up now," I said with a smile.
He told me to look for Fat Tony immediately, but I still went up to the third floor to look for Jocey first.
When I arrived on the third floor, Jocey was inside her office. She smiled as soon as I went in, took my hand, and said very affectionately, “Steven, did you miss me?"
"Yes, I missed you very much." After all that had happened, I had gone from being honest and straight to cunning and sly.
"How is it at the Monarch Club?
