"Ah my boy, tell me you have some good news for me uh", the Don said facing his consigliere as he laughed like a maniac. Picking his drink and taking a sip, he turns to face Gabriel, waiting patiently for a reply.
"No. Not yet" Gabriel gritted his teeth.
The Don looked amused for a minute before he let his true emotions show. Anger. He is angry. Very very angry.
"What? No? Since you look hale and healthy, not dead then you must have made a deal with them. Tell me, what is it?"
"I am asking for more time Don, the Russos are smart men", Gabriel maneuvered the Don's question.
Chuckling while refilling his cup, the Don took a sip, then another. Looking at his cup like his treasure, he spoke calmly.
"Cabbrieli, you know how things work. Even though I love my drink so so much"
Letting the
