I adjust myself in the spare room in the cellar, well something is better than nothing. Belinda cooperates with me and helps me often. Reign is busy in handling the situations as the cafe is lacking staff because of a dispute with other Mafia gang members.
I took the therapy session for my arm and to be honest; I am good now but Antonio wants me to be better with it. Today, he asked me to meet him after my shift. As he said, I went to meet him outside the cafe where I noticed a black Cadillac parked in the midway and the taillight was blinking. I received the signal and went to get inside the car.
Antonio is busy pouring a glass of whiskey for himself and he offers me another which I refused politely.
“You wanted to discuss something important, not to booze.” I roll my eyes.
“I know w
