Chapter 17 Walking Around Half-naked

• “Good morning, Mr Russo,” she greeted and followed me as I walked down the stairs. “The chef had prepared your breakfast. Should I set the dining table for you?”
• “Yes, do that,” I said.
• I went to the dining table and waited to be served. I checked my phone for any update on Micheal’s men. Micheal was the don of one of the most notorious Mafia in America and was known to engage in any activities that would get him more money even if it meant crossing boundaries. Although I was the don of an American-Italian mafia, my relationship with the American Mafia wasn’t so great as I didn’t want the past tragedy to repeat again. But recently, my men have noticed Micheal’s men selling a new kind of drug in most of my clubhouses in Italy. The introduction of Michael’s new drug meant all my drugs would no longer get sold and this was bad for my business.