After fixing the suit he was ordered, a man walked out of an Italian-branded fashion house. He handed an electronic tablet to his right hand after looking for information about his missing son on his way to the car. The man's right hand named Fratti followed Gabriel Moretti, who had just come out of the car after shopping.
"So the little rascal is still alive?" Gabriel asked Fratti, who was sitting next to him.
"Starley's boy hasn't killed him yet," Fratti replied while grunting. Gabriel scoffed irritably and looked out of the car. He hated when someone declined his order.
"Aren't they baiting a girl to those that punk?"
"Yes, Starley's daughter. If her brother fails, she will kill him." Gabriel slightly nodded understandingly.
"I hate waiting… tell Ark to kill him ASAP. I can't expec
