When Alexa's breaths turned deep, and we were sure she was asleep, Constantine changed the conversation to a deeper topic, saying, "I'm hearing there are some issues in Chicago."
I roll my eyes and say, "Who talked to you?"
"It doesn't matter who. You may be running things in Chicago, but I'm still the family Don," he says, annoyed.
I sigh and say, "There is a plan in place to get it under control. Someone seems to be messing with our security footage and casing our facilities, but we don't know what they're looking for yet. Nothing has been taken and no business has been interrupted."
"Do you think it's something we should be worried about reaching us here?" he asks, getting to what he truly cares about. The New York branch.
"No, I think it's specific to us. They are breaking into fa
