“I outta kill him just for wasting my time like this…” Donna Aleia lets out in annoyance as she sits with her legs crossed, her arms, as well as a frown, rests on her face and she leans back in her chair, her gaze firmly planted on the entrance of the restaurant to see if there is anyone coming in.
“It’s been 5 minutes, give them some time… remember we’re here to negotiate instead of killing the Falcones…” Belville reminds her and she glances at him before she takes a breath, watching as he brings the cup of coffee in his hand to his lips, taking a short sip of it before placing it back on the table in front of him where their brunch has been laid out before them.
“He deserves far worse than what you’re going to be offering him…” Daniel Palasios, who is also present, joins in on their co
