The man on the stage, tucked a hand inside his pocket while the other held a flute of champagne. He was so Italian like most of the men and women in Gregory's cartel, at least the ones she'd seen. "Everyone knows why we're here. It's the official seating of Gregory Don II of the Marchetti mafia," the man announced and everyone except Elena and the man in question cheered. "I'm his second in command as most of you know. Leo Marchetti (speaks Italian)" The people cheered and his short speech continued for a bit before he called for Gregory to address the crowd. He went up to address the crowd, he sounded like a boss—a no-nonsense boss, but she still heard the vileness in his voice.
Magbasa pa
Mag-log in
