Busily laughing along with many of his social acquaintances while they smoked Cuban Cigars and drank expensive brandy, Diego Romano was enjoying the remainder of his evening.
Glancing off to the side, he noticed his phone sitting on the counter come to life.
He was receiving a phone call, at this late hour of the evening.
Frowning, he excused himself from the group, grabbing his phone and standing up to move somewhere else to answer it in privacy.
Glancing down at the name listed on the screen while he walked along, he frowned in confusion.
The name ‘cleaner’ was visibly seen; ‘cleaner’ of course being code for ‘hitman’ in their seedy world.
But Diego didn’t understand why Vincenzo would be calling him at such a late hour.
That and it wasn’t safe for them to be making contact with o
