*Leo*
When I entered the warehouse, the guys flocked around me like baby ducklings finding their mother.
“Leo! Are you up for a poker night tonight? Big Teo brought that famous cannoli cake his mom makes?” One grinned widely, flipping a deck of cards between his hands masterfully.
“Oi, Leo, need a vacation to help my mom move, two days this weekend. Thanks!” Another burly guy said more than asked. A few other guys crowded around me, still only halfway through the doorway as they blocked my path up to the surveillance room.
I sighed, giving them an annoyed look as I surveyed their expectant grins. I had always been more easy-going than Elio or Alessandro and more approachable than Franky and even after becoming the Don, this had followed me.
“I have something else to do. Franky here?” I asked casually, brushing them off as best I could. I had to keep more of a distance now that I was in charge, something that both Al and Elio had repeatedly told me.
