Meanwhile, in the busy city of Minchigan lives the people who’s deemed to be aiming at Cosa Nostra. On the top of the building, the fresh cold wind collided with the bodies of two people standing near by the edge, with hot coffees on both of their hands.
“I still haven’t got updates from them since the issue about the leaks of information about Cosa Nostra.” A rough voice of a middle-aged man ensued, splashing his breath with the air as his eyes observed the landscape of a portion of the city where residential buildings mostly took over. He took a sip of his hot coffee after utterance.
“You’re getting way too ahead of yourself, Aidi. They must have sensed your ulterior motive.” Another man spoke as he casted a glance at the grayish-heard of man beside him. That’s right, it’s the represe
