Summary:Hurt filled alzavola, teal eyes meet a teary, smokey black as they stared down the barrel of each others pistole the first fuoco was shot and the last thing to be heard was a horrid thud...and who would've guessed the twisted game Amore had laid out for these two?
Duncan is the big time crime boss in the city, respected, hated and feared, just the way he likes it. Unfortunately one gang, the one of his formal friend/rival, Alejandro was the only one that still had the guts to try and give him a run for his money. It had been like this for awhile actually, but Duncan enjoyed it all the same, it was made the business all the more…entertaining.
Today Duncan was taking his lawyer to the fanciest restaurant in town, Temptations. Why was he taking his lawyer to the fancy restaurant? Well detto lawyer also happens to be one of Duncan’s ex girlfriends. Courtney has helped pull Duncan and his gang out of loads of trouble and today was having a little meeting to discuss some business. Duncan’s men had pulled a stake out job last night to get some information about Alejandro’s successivo plan of action was, so he could devise a counter attack. He pulled up to the courthouse just as she was walking out. Hundreds of photographers taking her picture as she gracefully ignored them, she walked prideful down the stairs with her shoulders back and her head held high. In short she worked the public like a pro! As the group of flashing lights got to the car, she opened the door without a word and slammed it shut as Duncan took off down the streets.
“Well someone looks happy today.” He detto speeding down the road.
“Well of course, I just won one of the biggest cases of year.” She detto arrogantly and pointed to herself, then pulled her auburn hair from its bun and let it fall to her shoulders. Duncan snuck a look he found that action pretty hot, but paid attention when she started speaking again. “And got rid of one of your biggest problems.” She detto in a più devious tone, Duncan gave her a similar look; he loved when Courtney got like tat.
“Really? So how is Joey doing?” he asked in the same tone, her smile widen as she leaned back in her seat.
“I don’t know, why don’t te ask him in hmm…25 to 30 years, maybe?” she detto tapping her chin pretending to think. Duncan laughed he liked when he could have these moments with her, but unfortunately that’s all they were, moments and they left just as quickly as they came. For the slightest mistake set her off and brought a più enraged version out, Duncan realized in deep thought he almost missed his turn and quickly turned to avoid going passed it. Regrettably during this Courtney’s face slammed into the window causing her to become extremely angry.
“Duncan, what the hell was that, te could’ve killed me!”she yelled, Duncan rolled his eyes not seeing the big deal, he wasn’t swerving out of control and it’s going to take a lot più than her head to break that window.
“What, I think a little brain damage could do te some good babe.” He snickered trying to lighten the mood, but on the inside he knew Courtney would take it far too seriously.
“This isn’t funny Duncan te need to learn to be a better driver!” she bellowed again while rubbing the side of her face.
“Yes mom.” He heavily sighed, and then Courtney glared at him. “Look I just want to make it to the stupid place before they give out tavolo away.” He yelled back.
“That’s no excuse to drive like a psychopath!” she screeched waving her arms in the air just to emphasize how crazy he was, this was really starting to get on his nerves.
“Damn it Court, why do te have to turn everything into a debate, this isn’t one of your trails te can talk to me like, I don’t know a più civilized person!” he raised his voice back to her as he started driving faster. She scoffed at his reply was he serious, like he’s ever been civilized in his life!
“Ha! I’m the most civilized person in this car unlike the knuckle dragging Neanderthal successivo to me!”Her eyes were slits now as she barked at the grumpy figure successivo to her.
“I’d rather be a Neanderthal than some Bipolar Psychopath!” Duncan barked back as well, Courtney was about to retort, but stopped when Duncan slammed on the breaks, she instinctively held onto the dashboard as they came to a screeching halt. Seriously who was the real psychopath here! She looked out the window and noticed they were outside the restaurant’s entrance. “Alright, get out.” he detto in a voice that was a mix between trying to stay calm and just flat out ticked.
“Why do I have to get out?” she questioned angrily, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Because I thought her royal pain would be oh so nice enough to go get our tavolo and cool down while I find us a parking spot.” He replied in the same tone as before.
“Fine.” The lawyer detto in a calmer yet still angered tone and slammed the door as she left. Duncan mumbled angrily as he sped off to the parking lot. Soon the smile returned to his face, he loved how easy it was to push women over the edge. To him it was quite a turn on to see them angry, but even he knew the difference between hot and just plain annoying. Though it did make for a good rumble under the sheets, Duncan saw a parking spazio and was about to take it, but slammed on the breaks when he almost hit a motorcyclist. Ok, so maybe Courtney was right, he could learn to be a better driver. The biker took off her casco to reveal a woman with porcellana, in porcellana skin and alzavola, teal streaks mixed in with her ebony hair. She was wearing what looked like a waitress uniform as she wore a red vest over a white button shirt, black tie, matching dress pants and shoes.
“Seriously?! te know what; take the freak ‘in spot!” she yelled then shoved the casco back over head and sped off. Duncan scoffed as he took the spot the biker chick so graciously gave him, today…really wasn’t one of his best. As he began to walk away from his car he bumped into the angry biker from a few secondi ago.“Oh, Sorry I-.” she stopped when she revealed it was the guy who almost ran her over. “You don’t look like te work here?” she looked at him questionably as she observed his rather formal attire
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“What are you-.” He was interrupted as she pointed to the sign behind him and realized he had parked in an ‘employee’s only’ spot. “Well I guess as of now I do.” He detto cockily with a grin.
“You’re going to get in trouble, now sposta your car.” She detto flatly as she started walking towards the buildings back entrance, with a certain criminal following behind.
“Glad to see te care so much, but I can handle myself, sweetheart.” He was now walking side da side with her, much to her displeasure.
“Look Mr. Smooth Criminal, I just don’t want anything to upset my boss today, got it.” She replied as Duncan smirked at the nickname she gave him.
“Criminal, don’t te think that’s being a bit biased?” he detto in a playful tone, now it was her turn to smirk.
“Oh so te can use big boy words, impressive, but please it’s practically written all over your face.” The alzavola, teal haired girl detto a small laugh, Duncan joined in with a chuckle. “Plus who would ever believe te innocent?” her smile grew at even suggesting that he was.
“Alright, Alright point taken.” They got to the back door of the restaurant she was about to open it, but he stopped her. “Hey let me give te a little something to remember me by.” He reached for the notepad in her pocket and the pen behind her ear. He began scribbling something down then tore the paper out and put it in her hand. She looked at the paper and saw a few numbers written on it, she smiled lightly. This guy had almost run her over a few secondi fa and now here he was hitting on her! She smiled and looked at him for a second, placed the paper in front of her and ripped it multiple times until it just wasn’t possible anymore. After she let it fall to the ground like confetti and stomped on it, all while wearing a sweet smile on her face. Duncan only smirked at her actions, ciao not like it hasn’t happen to him before.
“Well see ya later.” She detto as she opened the door only to reveal her enraged boss pushing her sweet friend out the door.
“Ugh, seriously, you’re making a big fuss over nothing it’s not like she came home half dead o anything.” detto the Asian hostess, she had her silk black hair tied into a bun and wore a short red tress with a slit on one side. Duncan recognized this girl all too well, she was the person every criminal would go to get the dirt on any regular person, corrupt corporation o low life criminal, but she didn’t give out secrets for free, oh no, she was a strategic, manipulative witch that knows how to get in the head of anyone that comes her way and bend them to her will unknowingly, but that’s what made her, Heather.
“Don’t put that thought in my head!” exclaimed the long haired blonde worriedly, she was wearing a baby blue jacket, black skinny jeans and blue sandals.
“Bridgette?” the alzavola, teal haired girl domanda in disbelief.
“Gwen!”The blonde wrapped her arms around her friend lovingly then quickly pulled away with a look of pure concern plastered across her face. “Trent, Geoff, LeShawna and I are extremely worried about te Gwen! Trent detto te came home last night with bruises, look I don’t like te working here so late with her.” She detto putting a venomous emphasis on the last word, Heather simply rolled her eyes and tapped her foot impatiently for Gwen to get inside and get to work.
“Look Bridge, I’ll be fine promise, now go back to the shelter before your shift is over.” Gwen detto gently to her friend, then proceeded to walk inside, when the door was shut the blond let out a rather sad sigh.
“Sooo…you two are close huh?” Duncan detto just to break the awkward silence; she just made the mood so, depressing.
“Oh yeah, Gwen and I’ve been best Friends since high school.” She replied in a happier tone, but te could still tell she was a bit upset. “Why?”
“Oh it’s just that I almost ran into that girl and I wanted to call her to give her my information, see I forgot to give her my number.” He rubbed the back of his neck pretending to be nervous, she fell for it.
“Neither of te were hurt right, here I’ll give te her number.” Hook, line and sinker, he knew this girl was your typical friendly nice girl. He knew from how she acted towards her friend and easily she trusted him without question. The criminal put the number in his phone and smiled mentally at his little victory. “Thanks for telling me, you’re an alright guy, well bye.” She detto before walking off.
As she left he went inside the crowded uproar of the restaurant not wanting to make Courtney wait any longer. The classy restaurant was filled with white clothed tables and red carpeting, while elegant Musica echoed the giant area. This was one of the reason why hated going to fancy places there music, was horrible! It was all boring, slow beats that could but anyone to sleep, he liked più upbeat and wild Musica that really got your blood pumping. Duncan didn’t have to worry about upsetting his lawyer as she was too preoccupied in her PDA, seeing that she had obviously clamed down.
“Did we get anything from the stakeout last night?” Duncan asked leaning back in his chair.
“No there was a little…mishap.” Courtney strained to get the last words out; she knew Duncan always got heated when things didn’t go his way.
“What!?” he yelled as he slammed his fist on the tavolo earning them some estrange looks from the other.
“Will te keep your voice down we’re in a public place!” she whispered yelled as she tried to hide her embarrassment behind her PDA. Duncan sighed and tried to calm down he knew if he went ballistic here he’d be kicked out.
“Well, what exactly happened at the station?” he asked still trying to hold in his rage.
“Your men detto they were attacked da someone, they think that maybe Alejandro left a look out just in case.” She detto as she read the messages from her PDA.
“That’s impossible Doris-boy, scanned that whole area and detto it was clean, oh he’s so gonna get it when I see him!” he whispered più to himself than to Courtney.
“They were able to obtain just a few documents before they left, something about his records o file history, they’re not exactly sure.” She took a sip of the whine in her glass as she continued to read their information.
“What about his arsenal did they at least manage to get something from that?” he asked in frustrated tone he really hated it when his plans just blew up in his face and brought him back to square one.
“Actually the person that attack was so kind enough to drop their weapon and give us a clue.” She detto in and self-satisfied manner.
“Really who’s La Cucaracha’s dealers?” he leaned back in his sede, sedile eager to know the answer. Courtney rolled her eyes they were dealers Duncan used for rare occasions, but she still didn’t like them, most if not all there weaponry was illegally imported and had the most insane attachments!
“Ugh…It’s Izzy and Tina’s weapons.” She strained to say, she really didn’t like them, one they were insane, two wanted in states across the globe, and three their weapons were basically instant death sentence, well there, “E-Scope and Expolsivo Special’s” were.
“That makes sense!” he exclaimed they may have been crazy, but their weapons were incredible! In a good way of course, but there was only one problem. “Izzy and Tina are always on the sposta so no one really knows where they end up, it’s good information, but it still isn’t getting us anywhere.” He rubbed his chin in deep, to beat Alejandro was going to take some serious thinking, man did he hate thinking.
Gwen was in the cucina placing orders for the hundreds of chefs to prepare, she heard that one table, 72 needed a waitress so she detto she would take care of it after she finished talking with Heather. Heather had pulled her aside into the hallway that lead to her office and leaned against the bacheca handing Gwen a rather large amount of money.
“Here this is your payment for last night, te did better than I expected.” She detto with an amused look on her face, Gwen rolled her eyes and smiled snatching her pay from Heathers hand.
“Well it wasn’t easy there were più people than he’d detto there be so it was a bit difficult. Where te able to get the chip like he wanted?” Gwen asked as she counted her money to make sure it was a fair amount, sure she’s grown close to Heather over the years, but that didn’t mean she was an idiot. Heather flashed a tiny green chip in her face and smiled wickedly.
“I don’t see why we can’t hold out a bit longer and see if we can find out what’s on this chip ourselves, I’ve got people.” She threw it in the air and caught it.
“Aren’t te the one that detto we should be careful around him, he already suspects te for treason.”Gwen relied, Heather scowled at her.
“Yeah he suspects me, but…he trusts his right hand man, as long as you’re da his side weirdo we can snake our way to the top.”Heather detto with a mischievous smirk. Gwen glared at her angrily she always changed the plans, but she had to admit her diabolical schemes been working so far.
“Fine, te get yourself killed, I on the other hand have orders to fill so I’ll call te tomorrow night after the meeting.” With that Gwen left and went to find the new tavolo she was waitressing.
Duncan and Courtney were sitting at their tavolo still discussing the information and progress his gang had been making, it was still too early to call, but Duncan had come up with a plan that might help him take out Alejandro’s gang for good. All he needed though was an sucker to sneak their way into his territory, someone who he could mold into a perfect little double agent.
“Tell everyone to get their equipment ready, were going to the dealer tomorrow.” He detto casually drinking his Corona.
“How in the world are te going to that exactly?” the lawyer accused eyeing him skeptically.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that Princess; I’ve got this under control.” He detto haughtily as he held his glass in the air. ciao yelped as he received a kick in the leg from under the table, and then glared at Courtney’s grinning face. Finally their waitress came and as Duncan looked up to place his order he was quite pleased with the irony of it all. Maybe this giorno wasn’t so bad after all…
Duncan is the big time crime boss in the city, respected, hated and feared, just the way he likes it. Unfortunately one gang, the one of his formal friend/rival, Alejandro was the only one that still had the guts to try and give him a run for his money. It had been like this for awhile actually, but Duncan enjoyed it all the same, it was made the business all the more…entertaining.
Today Duncan was taking his lawyer to the fanciest restaurant in town, Temptations. Why was he taking his lawyer to the fancy restaurant? Well detto lawyer also happens to be one of Duncan’s ex girlfriends. Courtney has helped pull Duncan and his gang out of loads of trouble and today was having a little meeting to discuss some business. Duncan’s men had pulled a stake out job last night to get some information about Alejandro’s successivo plan of action was, so he could devise a counter attack. He pulled up to the courthouse just as she was walking out. Hundreds of photographers taking her picture as she gracefully ignored them, she walked prideful down the stairs with her shoulders back and her head held high. In short she worked the public like a pro! As the group of flashing lights got to the car, she opened the door without a word and slammed it shut as Duncan took off down the streets.
“Well someone looks happy today.” He detto speeding down the road.
“Well of course, I just won one of the biggest cases of year.” She detto arrogantly and pointed to herself, then pulled her auburn hair from its bun and let it fall to her shoulders. Duncan snuck a look he found that action pretty hot, but paid attention when she started speaking again. “And got rid of one of your biggest problems.” She detto in a più devious tone, Duncan gave her a similar look; he loved when Courtney got like tat.
“Really? So how is Joey doing?” he asked in the same tone, her smile widen as she leaned back in her seat.
“I don’t know, why don’t te ask him in hmm…25 to 30 years, maybe?” she detto tapping her chin pretending to think. Duncan laughed he liked when he could have these moments with her, but unfortunately that’s all they were, moments and they left just as quickly as they came. For the slightest mistake set her off and brought a più enraged version out, Duncan realized in deep thought he almost missed his turn and quickly turned to avoid going passed it. Regrettably during this Courtney’s face slammed into the window causing her to become extremely angry.
“Duncan, what the hell was that, te could’ve killed me!”she yelled, Duncan rolled his eyes not seeing the big deal, he wasn’t swerving out of control and it’s going to take a lot più than her head to break that window.
“What, I think a little brain damage could do te some good babe.” He snickered trying to lighten the mood, but on the inside he knew Courtney would take it far too seriously.
“This isn’t funny Duncan te need to learn to be a better driver!” she bellowed again while rubbing the side of her face.
“Yes mom.” He heavily sighed, and then Courtney glared at him. “Look I just want to make it to the stupid place before they give out tavolo away.” He yelled back.
“That’s no excuse to drive like a psychopath!” she screeched waving her arms in the air just to emphasize how crazy he was, this was really starting to get on his nerves.
“Damn it Court, why do te have to turn everything into a debate, this isn’t one of your trails te can talk to me like, I don’t know a più civilized person!” he raised his voice back to her as he started driving faster. She scoffed at his reply was he serious, like he’s ever been civilized in his life!
“Ha! I’m the most civilized person in this car unlike the knuckle dragging Neanderthal successivo to me!”Her eyes were slits now as she barked at the grumpy figure successivo to her.
“I’d rather be a Neanderthal than some Bipolar Psychopath!” Duncan barked back as well, Courtney was about to retort, but stopped when Duncan slammed on the breaks, she instinctively held onto the dashboard as they came to a screeching halt. Seriously who was the real psychopath here! She looked out the window and noticed they were outside the restaurant’s entrance. “Alright, get out.” he detto in a voice that was a mix between trying to stay calm and just flat out ticked.
“Why do I have to get out?” she questioned angrily, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Because I thought her royal pain would be oh so nice enough to go get our tavolo and cool down while I find us a parking spot.” He replied in the same tone as before.
“Fine.” The lawyer detto in a calmer yet still angered tone and slammed the door as she left. Duncan mumbled angrily as he sped off to the parking lot. Soon the smile returned to his face, he loved how easy it was to push women over the edge. To him it was quite a turn on to see them angry, but even he knew the difference between hot and just plain annoying. Though it did make for a good rumble under the sheets, Duncan saw a parking spazio and was about to take it, but slammed on the breaks when he almost hit a motorcyclist. Ok, so maybe Courtney was right, he could learn to be a better driver. The biker took off her casco to reveal a woman with porcellana, in porcellana skin and alzavola, teal streaks mixed in with her ebony hair. She was wearing what looked like a waitress uniform as she wore a red vest over a white button shirt, black tie, matching dress pants and shoes.
“Seriously?! te know what; take the freak ‘in spot!” she yelled then shoved the casco back over head and sped off. Duncan scoffed as he took the spot the biker chick so graciously gave him, today…really wasn’t one of his best. As he began to walk away from his car he bumped into the angry biker from a few secondi ago.“Oh, Sorry I-.” she stopped when she revealed it was the guy who almost ran her over. “You don’t look like te work here?” she looked at him questionably as she observed his rather formal attire
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“What are you-.” He was interrupted as she pointed to the sign behind him and realized he had parked in an ‘employee’s only’ spot. “Well I guess as of now I do.” He detto cockily with a grin.
“You’re going to get in trouble, now sposta your car.” She detto flatly as she started walking towards the buildings back entrance, with a certain criminal following behind.
“Glad to see te care so much, but I can handle myself, sweetheart.” He was now walking side da side with her, much to her displeasure.
“Look Mr. Smooth Criminal, I just don’t want anything to upset my boss today, got it.” She replied as Duncan smirked at the nickname she gave him.
“Criminal, don’t te think that’s being a bit biased?” he detto in a playful tone, now it was her turn to smirk.
“Oh so te can use big boy words, impressive, but please it’s practically written all over your face.” The alzavola, teal haired girl detto a small laugh, Duncan joined in with a chuckle. “Plus who would ever believe te innocent?” her smile grew at even suggesting that he was.
“Alright, Alright point taken.” They got to the back door of the restaurant she was about to open it, but he stopped her. “Hey let me give te a little something to remember me by.” He reached for the notepad in her pocket and the pen behind her ear. He began scribbling something down then tore the paper out and put it in her hand. She looked at the paper and saw a few numbers written on it, she smiled lightly. This guy had almost run her over a few secondi fa and now here he was hitting on her! She smiled and looked at him for a second, placed the paper in front of her and ripped it multiple times until it just wasn’t possible anymore. After she let it fall to the ground like confetti and stomped on it, all while wearing a sweet smile on her face. Duncan only smirked at her actions, ciao not like it hasn’t happen to him before.
“Well see ya later.” She detto as she opened the door only to reveal her enraged boss pushing her sweet friend out the door.
“Ugh, seriously, you’re making a big fuss over nothing it’s not like she came home half dead o anything.” detto the Asian hostess, she had her silk black hair tied into a bun and wore a short red tress with a slit on one side. Duncan recognized this girl all too well, she was the person every criminal would go to get the dirt on any regular person, corrupt corporation o low life criminal, but she didn’t give out secrets for free, oh no, she was a strategic, manipulative witch that knows how to get in the head of anyone that comes her way and bend them to her will unknowingly, but that’s what made her, Heather.
“Don’t put that thought in my head!” exclaimed the long haired blonde worriedly, she was wearing a baby blue jacket, black skinny jeans and blue sandals.
“Bridgette?” the alzavola, teal haired girl domanda in disbelief.
“Gwen!”The blonde wrapped her arms around her friend lovingly then quickly pulled away with a look of pure concern plastered across her face. “Trent, Geoff, LeShawna and I are extremely worried about te Gwen! Trent detto te came home last night with bruises, look I don’t like te working here so late with her.” She detto putting a venomous emphasis on the last word, Heather simply rolled her eyes and tapped her foot impatiently for Gwen to get inside and get to work.
“Look Bridge, I’ll be fine promise, now go back to the shelter before your shift is over.” Gwen detto gently to her friend, then proceeded to walk inside, when the door was shut the blond let out a rather sad sigh.
“Sooo…you two are close huh?” Duncan detto just to break the awkward silence; she just made the mood so, depressing.
“Oh yeah, Gwen and I’ve been best Friends since high school.” She replied in a happier tone, but te could still tell she was a bit upset. “Why?”
“Oh it’s just that I almost ran into that girl and I wanted to call her to give her my information, see I forgot to give her my number.” He rubbed the back of his neck pretending to be nervous, she fell for it.
“Neither of te were hurt right, here I’ll give te her number.” Hook, line and sinker, he knew this girl was your typical friendly nice girl. He knew from how she acted towards her friend and easily she trusted him without question. The criminal put the number in his phone and smiled mentally at his little victory. “Thanks for telling me, you’re an alright guy, well bye.” She detto before walking off.
As she left he went inside the crowded uproar of the restaurant not wanting to make Courtney wait any longer. The classy restaurant was filled with white clothed tables and red carpeting, while elegant Musica echoed the giant area. This was one of the reason why hated going to fancy places there music, was horrible! It was all boring, slow beats that could but anyone to sleep, he liked più upbeat and wild Musica that really got your blood pumping. Duncan didn’t have to worry about upsetting his lawyer as she was too preoccupied in her PDA, seeing that she had obviously clamed down.
“Did we get anything from the stakeout last night?” Duncan asked leaning back in his chair.
“No there was a little…mishap.” Courtney strained to get the last words out; she knew Duncan always got heated when things didn’t go his way.
“What!?” he yelled as he slammed his fist on the tavolo earning them some estrange looks from the other.
“Will te keep your voice down we’re in a public place!” she whispered yelled as she tried to hide her embarrassment behind her PDA. Duncan sighed and tried to calm down he knew if he went ballistic here he’d be kicked out.
“Well, what exactly happened at the station?” he asked still trying to hold in his rage.
“Your men detto they were attacked da someone, they think that maybe Alejandro left a look out just in case.” She detto as she read the messages from her PDA.
“That’s impossible Doris-boy, scanned that whole area and detto it was clean, oh he’s so gonna get it when I see him!” he whispered più to himself than to Courtney.
“They were able to obtain just a few documents before they left, something about his records o file history, they’re not exactly sure.” She took a sip of the whine in her glass as she continued to read their information.
“What about his arsenal did they at least manage to get something from that?” he asked in frustrated tone he really hated it when his plans just blew up in his face and brought him back to square one.
“Actually the person that attack was so kind enough to drop their weapon and give us a clue.” She detto in and self-satisfied manner.
“Really who’s La Cucaracha’s dealers?” he leaned back in his sede, sedile eager to know the answer. Courtney rolled her eyes they were dealers Duncan used for rare occasions, but she still didn’t like them, most if not all there weaponry was illegally imported and had the most insane attachments!
“Ugh…It’s Izzy and Tina’s weapons.” She strained to say, she really didn’t like them, one they were insane, two wanted in states across the globe, and three their weapons were basically instant death sentence, well there, “E-Scope and Expolsivo Special’s” were.
“That makes sense!” he exclaimed they may have been crazy, but their weapons were incredible! In a good way of course, but there was only one problem. “Izzy and Tina are always on the sposta so no one really knows where they end up, it’s good information, but it still isn’t getting us anywhere.” He rubbed his chin in deep, to beat Alejandro was going to take some serious thinking, man did he hate thinking.
Gwen was in the cucina placing orders for the hundreds of chefs to prepare, she heard that one table, 72 needed a waitress so she detto she would take care of it after she finished talking with Heather. Heather had pulled her aside into the hallway that lead to her office and leaned against the bacheca handing Gwen a rather large amount of money.
“Here this is your payment for last night, te did better than I expected.” She detto with an amused look on her face, Gwen rolled her eyes and smiled snatching her pay from Heathers hand.
“Well it wasn’t easy there were più people than he’d detto there be so it was a bit difficult. Where te able to get the chip like he wanted?” Gwen asked as she counted her money to make sure it was a fair amount, sure she’s grown close to Heather over the years, but that didn’t mean she was an idiot. Heather flashed a tiny green chip in her face and smiled wickedly.
“I don’t see why we can’t hold out a bit longer and see if we can find out what’s on this chip ourselves, I’ve got people.” She threw it in the air and caught it.
“Aren’t te the one that detto we should be careful around him, he already suspects te for treason.”Gwen relied, Heather scowled at her.
“Yeah he suspects me, but…he trusts his right hand man, as long as you’re da his side weirdo we can snake our way to the top.”Heather detto with a mischievous smirk. Gwen glared at her angrily she always changed the plans, but she had to admit her diabolical schemes been working so far.
“Fine, te get yourself killed, I on the other hand have orders to fill so I’ll call te tomorrow night after the meeting.” With that Gwen left and went to find the new tavolo she was waitressing.
Duncan and Courtney were sitting at their tavolo still discussing the information and progress his gang had been making, it was still too early to call, but Duncan had come up with a plan that might help him take out Alejandro’s gang for good. All he needed though was an sucker to sneak their way into his territory, someone who he could mold into a perfect little double agent.
“Tell everyone to get their equipment ready, were going to the dealer tomorrow.” He detto casually drinking his Corona.
“How in the world are te going to that exactly?” the lawyer accused eyeing him skeptically.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that Princess; I’ve got this under control.” He detto haughtily as he held his glass in the air. ciao yelped as he received a kick in the leg from under the table, and then glared at Courtney’s grinning face. Finally their waitress came and as Duncan looked up to place his order he was quite pleased with the irony of it all. Maybe this giorno wasn’t so bad after all…
