PIETRO GIACOMETTI
I walked into the meeting room, one I hadn't used in the last two years. Since the last two years, I had had all meetings outside my home.
"He is here" The mumblings and murmurs rose as I walked to the seat at the end of the table.
I settled into my seat and turned my gaze to the men seated around the table.
Seven men in total. Seven powerful men who pretty much controlled 85 percent of crimes committed in this part of the world.
"This meeting should not be holding yet. The next meeting should have been in two months and I was only ready to step away from my private island in two months. Why do we have to meet just because the don eliminated some trouble he had?" Jayden leaned back into his seat, a bored look on his face.
He'd really rather be off, f*****g sev
