
"Gavino, wait!"
The voice calls from George, making Gavino stop his steps towards his own room. Then he turned around, to wait for George.
"Sorry, I didn't go back to the office after I brought your friend's car with me."
George gave an explanation to Gavino, without being asked. This made Gavino think that George must have something to say.
"Actually, what do you want George to talk about? it seems to be important to me to listen." Gavino guesses the way George's mind, which is deliberately waiting for him, until his friends come home.
Lorenza and Dante are back. After they finished lunch and talked for a while.
"Can we talk..."
"Come to my room!"
Gavino invites George to go to his room, before George finishes his difficult sentence.
Finally George followed Gavino from behind, because he really wanted to talk about something important. And this still has something to do with Gavino himself.
Cleks!
Gavino opens the door, then invites George to enter.
"Sit George!"
"Here you can talk a lot, without fear of anyone hearing it."
George knows Gavino's house is safe. Because there are many cctv cameras in every corner of the room in this large house.
But George is not an easy person to talk to easily, if it comes to something very important. So he wants to be taken to Gavino's room.
He's sure, if it's in Gavino's own room. Everything will be safer.
Maybe this is his experience that can not be doubted, as long as he became a member of the big mafia in this country.
Even George is also believed to lead members of their mafia in Norway.
And George is not an indiscriminate person, who was chosen because of his closeness to the mafia leaders of course. To be a leader, you don't just need to be physically strong. But his brain must also be in line with the situation. Even in an emergency.
George finally began to speak. He did not make any ordinary sounds. Because Gavino's room is also soundproof.
So there's no way anyone can hear it outside Gavino's room.
"I got a report from someone, if King Black is currently in France. She's going to do a deal when there's a fashion show this summer."
Gavino listens to the information George tells him.
"You sure?"
"Very sure Gavin. But of course he is not the one who transacts. There were people who took to the field for the transaction. King Black was among the upper class, watching the fashion fair."
Gavino was silent to George's words that had a point.
It was impossible for King Black to intervene alone, just for an ordinary transaction.
His arrival to the fashion fair was only to distract the Parisian security or police, to focus on him. Who is an important person in this Italian country.
"So, what's the plan you want to do?"
George was silent for a moment, hearing the question Gavino had asked him. Because actually, he also had a plan to foil their transaction. King Black realizes that he is still there and will continue to spy on everything that his former boss did.
"Actually my main target wasn't Gavin's transaction. But how, so that the fashion exhibition failed with the presence of king Black."
"Wnfhfhgvgf. How's it?"
Gavino rounded his eyes, when he heard the words of George who was in front of his ears just now.
"Are you sure George?" gavino asked, rounding his eyes. At the sight of hearing the plans that George had made for her.
"Yakin Gavin's. I've prepared everything for this plan."
"Ohhhh..."
Gavino let out a cold snort, imagining how he was doing himself. Following George's plan. And for that, he also had to go with George to Paris.
"How's Gavin? This is our chance to take revenge on King Black. Although it doesn't work, either. But at least we tried, right?" george urged.
"We try. Organize everything we need there. How many people are needed, and how is the situation there. I don't want to die in vain in Paris!"
"Every Young Boss!"
George responded to Gavino's orders with a joke, calling Gavino a new name.
"What's Young Boss?" gavino didn't understand. Who was called Young Boss by George.
"You are the Young Boss! who else do you think?"
"Hahhhhh! There's just you."
George no longer answered. He just grinned the horse, then asked to retreat from Gavino's room.
Moments later, after George left his room.
Gavino put his body on the bed. He let out a long breath, then threw it away slowly.
He is grateful to know George, who at first was a person he did not know where he came from. At the time, George pointed a firearm at his neck.
George did all that just because he wanted to go to Monte Isola. Because he wanted to find the whereabouts of King Goldblack. In Rome, George is a fugitive from King Black.
That is why, now George changed his former appearance as George a member of King Goldblack.
In the past, her hair was a little long, though but, it had been cut plontos. Tattoos on the neck, hands and visible areas are also removed. So that it is not easily recognized by fellow members of King Black, which of course there are many wandering around this city of Rome. Because this is where they are in power.
Gavino believed in George. Besides because he was a son of his grandfather, King Goldblack, the mafia soul that existed in George was ingrained. It is a sense of loyalty to the chairman who leads it.
That's what Gavino knows. The soul of the mafia.
Work in secret.
Having an income that tends to be high, however, does not spend a lot of energy or extra. Work smartly. I have a job that many people rarely know. Some average mobsters have a cunning way of working. Rarely hang out with a lot of people.
And this method is very effective for an illegal job. Just like King Black was doing right now.
Unfortunately, Gavino does not want to be a mafia like the soul of the mafia above.
He actually helped the Captain a lot, in thwarting transactions that he knew. By giving information to the Captain.
But from everything that has been done by Gavino so far, it has an impact on the business that has been pioneered by papa and his mother.
Although in the end, Giordano and Mirele had to leave first. And it was also because of the sabotage that was supposed to happen to Gavino himself.
"Rummm..."
Gavino could only let out a long sigh, recalling all the past events.