[Music: Monster By Willyecho]
I told Nico to be discreet.
But this was Carlo... his ears were everywhere, and that made him dangerous but useful. I was more curious about how far they go and if it was necessary to cut them off. Permanently.
"So... to what do I owe this great honor?" Carlo asked, smirking, the age line at the edge of his mouth becoming more prominent.
I pressed the cigar between my lips, and one of my men lit the end for me with a Zippo.
"Ever since you stepped into power, you haven't even bothered to come. You know it's traditional to visit, call us old-fashioned, but it's kind of how we do things to ensure that you still have your supporters' best interest at heart. You're Don, and no one disagrees with that, but a bit of effort keeps us steady. Avoiding any misfortunes..." he ranted on.
