David stepped into the main chamber to meet Anthony , in their old den . The old times flooded his memories with each footstep as the familiar scent of cigar smoke and leather filling the air . It was the old place of meetings and underground business when they were just the king of the small gang , before Bonnie got big in the mafia world . Anthony sat behind his imposing desk , his expression unreadable as he glanced up at David .
“Still smells the same .” David said looking around the stacked up boxes of cigar and alcohol .
“Still fine as ever .” Anthony said following David’s line of sight . “You had quiet the day .”
"Anything specific to Report ," Anthony said , his voice
low and commanding .
David took a deep breath , gathering his thoughts before he spoke .
"Nothing of signifi
