Alpha Lorenzo
I got to the most guarded club district in the capital in record time and jumped out of the car, moving fast.
I didn’t even have my membership card on me, but the guy at the luxury entrance recognized me instantly. I’m not a regular, but yeah... I come in every time I’m in the capital. Everyone here knows what they’re here for. No strings, no games, because a scandal doesn’t benefit any of us.
“Patriarch Lorenzo,” he greeted, lifting the red rope to let me pass.
“Sir, they just left this message for you,” he said, handing me a gold envelope. I took it and tore it open.