Scarlett slept peacefully on the comfortable couch in Niccoló's office, aloof to the world outside her dreamland. Niccoló picked the call as soon as possible, as he glanced towards Scarlett, if his call has disturbed her... but she was peacefully sleeping, picking the call, he placed the phone on his ear, and spoke his calm, icy voice.
"Martinez"
His accent flowing hard on his tongue as they conversed in his mother tongue.
"Signore, un uomo ha lasciato il pacco marrone, che presumo sarebbe droga, alle 11:35 del mattino, che la signora Martinez ha ricevuto--"
(Boss, one man dropped off the brown package, which I assume would be drugs, on 11:35 AM, which Mrs. Martinez has received-)
This made Niccoló positively furious, as the thought of such a man near his wife, made his fist clench.
