VII - Declan Beaumont

"Funny that a man of your standing would want to see me in a hurry," Maddox objected, walking across the room to the bar to pour two shots of an alcoholic beverage that had more value than any other in the entire casino and was a significant vibrant yellow color; D'Amalfi Limoncello Supreme.

He in a glass tumbler poured him just enough to taste the delight and richness in one gulp.

"It's not for taste, although I would like to add that you are the only one who has his best collection of wines and distillates in this country. A D'Amalfi? Only greedy people like you get such a fine and limited alcoholic source," Declan pointed out, walking in the direction of the couch, where he would gladly and happily sip the delight that was made in its country of origin, with a sweet taste and citrus notes.

With an American mother and an Italian father, Beaumont grew up in the mafia thanks to the influences of his father, who ran the market from Los Angeles. However, his older brother rose from th