DARIO
The last two days have been busy for me. Busier than usual. Making adjustments at the Comforts and following up on Delta mostly. I've been pulling all nighters and I know that Fidel would kill me if he found out.
“Do you want us to end up without a mafia king again?” That's what he usually says whenever he thinks I'm trying to kill myself with work. Or when I set myself up for a risky mission.
But if I don't, the whole Syndicate would collapse, paving the way for my enemies. I'm sure some family heads eye my spot. They just know that if they tried anything fishy, they wouldn't live to see another day. That doesn't mean they would grab any opportunity they get.
I'm finally resting at the gazebo at mid-morning, looking over some work on the laptop. The Delta is supposed to have s
