Spade
The man was wearing a hooded sweater, making sure the hoodie was securely placed on his head, shielding his face, with his hands safely tucked away in the pocket of the hoodie, black pants.
"Carlos" Spade's hoarse voice echoed in the room as the hooded man gave him a Curt nod, his eyes darting to Matteo, both men stared at each other for a second before the guy in the hoodie looked away, his gaze fixated on Spade
"Mr DeVille" he muttered
Spade watched him, to see if anything was off about him, his eyes momentarily darting behind the man, watching the room with close rapt attention, he wanted to be sure he still had the man on his side before he spoke
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