Roman's Pov
"With Bianchi's people out of the way, I'm guessing the casino is back to normal, right?" I asked the twins.
We were in our room at the nightclub. North was playing darts while I sat with the twins around the center meeting table.
Diego shrugged, his face as calm as it always was. "We'd be sure about that if Nicola wasn't giving us a cold shoulder."
"She makes it really obvious that she hates us. I mean she learns from the best." Cleto added giving me an eye. I glared at him. "Sorry." He added.
"Since North is cool with people there, it's better he goes," I instructed.
"Gotta bro!" North shouted from where he was.
"Me and you two would be going together to see the Russian chemists," I said to Diego and Cleto. "Tomorrow."
North threw a last dart before walking toward us.
