Novel & Cerita Going To Meet The Man

Then, my voice remaining steady, I continued, "Could we set up a meeting?" "Sure thing, darlin'. What's your name?" he asked. "El," I replied, not giving him my full name. "Alright, El," the man said. "Meet me at the docks this afternoon. Wear something that says you're serious." The line went dead, and I looked up at Alex. "I've got a meeting," I said, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice. "This afternoon." Alex nodded, his expression grim. "I'll be nearby," he said. "But remember, you're on your own while you're in there."

“I am requesting that Vin is not present. I am not sure I will contain my anger and not kill him as soon as my eyes land on him. Again, this is a mere request but in order for us to have a productive meeting, I believe it would be best he is not there.” Sir Joe laughed loud enough that I leaned back. “I like you. Sure, I will keep Vin away. Meet me tomorrow evening. The Mountain Spring Casino that I will be at. I will have someone waiting for you at 5pm.” “I would like to inform you that I will be bring a few of my own men. Two that will stand guard for myself and one more that will accompany me in this meeting.” My heart was racing as I realized I will be meeting an actual mafia boss. This

“Find you another one. In a safer location. I’ll give you a number. Call him. He’ll take care of everything quickly.” Just like that. Without hesitation. Without questions. Without conditions. Who was this man? I blinked, strangely moved. “Thank you, Richard. Really… thank you.” “You’re welcome,” he replied gently. Then his voice changed, professional but still calm. “When would you like to meet? It was supposed to be today, but I have a meeting soon and I need to be there.” “Oh.” A slight disappointment washed over me. “I understand. I have a meeting soon too.”

But he was waiting on me to call. “I’m surprised you called,” he said. “Yeah, so am I, actually.” I wanted to be light and airy, but I felt weighed down and full of grief. “I’m on my way to the mall, if you wanna meet me there. I don’t know exactly what we’re meeting for if you can’t help with Ivy’s case, but that’s where I’ll be.” “Say less. I’ll meet you there.” What am I doing? I questioned. This is a dangerous man. Handosme, yeah. But still dangerous. I don't even know if he’s innocent of this, and I’m finding myself intrigued by him.

I call the number and the man directs me where to meet him. He's seated on one of the benches, dressed in all black. I stand before him with my hands crossed in front of my chest. The man takes off his hoodie and looks up at me. “I thought you wouldn't come,” he says. “What do you have?” I get straight to the point. “No need to rush, easy,” he smiles. “If you're rushing to get back to your fiancee, then you'll have to pause, because what I have will make you slow down.”

She came out of her car and attracted so many men's attention. "What is someone like her doing in this ghetto?"Some other man asked them. "Hey you, you look so beautiful. "I would love to be your man." Another person coming close to her told her; she turned and smiled at him. "Please, I’m here to see the boss." She said to him, Do you agree to be my wife? "And I will have you locate him," the other man said. "Of course I‘m your woman," she said as he led her to where she could meet the boss.

, he replied and I let out a low chuckle. The nerve The poor man is so scared that he can't even tell the person he is meeting when he is meeting him or…. Wait, did he even say where? “Is he also not coming here ? Did he say where we are meeting or do I have to act like a spy and go to him?”, I asked and a small laughter escaped from my assistant. “Apparently, yes. He said he will let us know where we will meet with him. He sounded all so mysterious, I thought he was joking at first”, he answered.

"Thanks again. I'll be right back." The man walked away while Regan giggled like a fool, something she had never done before. He was in a good mood at the moment. Regan didn't expect things to go better than he thought. The man reached for his phone again and called one of his old friends who happened to be a wedding organizer. "Hello, can we meet today?" "Hi, Regan. Of course, I'm free right now. Where shall we meet?" "I'll go to your office. How about it?"

After taking a deep breath and swapping my outfit, I clutched my phone and decided to contact Ron. Me: Meet me at the pack's main café. I pressed the send button, and in that moment, I realized there was no turning back now.

"Fine. Where do you want to meet?" There was a pause, and then the man spoke again. "There's a little diner on the edge of town. You know the one, right? Meet me there in an hour." And with that, he hung up the phone. I watched as Alex stood there for a moment, his face etched with worry and concern. "Katie, I have to go out for a bit," he said, turning to me. "I'll be back soon." "What's going on?" I asked, my heart racing.