104. The Mizzeti Boss

Somewhere Else...

Earlier...

Jacob Mizzeti was awakened from his short nap by the ringtone of the device trapped inside the book he was reading before he fell asleep.

He rubbed his eyes gently and retrieved the device from the take the call.

"Secretary Theo. It's 7 pm. You should know I wouldn't want to be disturbed" Jacob sat properly on his swivel and ran his fingers over his dry grey hair with heavy eyes.

"There's a problem, Boss," The caller told him and his brows furrowed at the words of the family's consigliere.

"Something you can't handle and need my attention is surely a problem" He paused for a second and resumed speaking, "What is it this time? Are local gangsters jumping transports again? Take their heads, as usual, and send them a message"

Jacob massaged his bearded face, waiting for a response.

"It's something bigger than em' all. A fvcker you wouldn't want us to underestimate" The consigliere informed him and his face turned ugly at the instant.

This is no good