Angelo stoically kept his gaze out the window, although it was tinted so he could barely see outside the car. Fortunately, Mafia King Nikolai paid no further attention to him but he couldn't relax, not when they were in such a confined space.
If anything happened, it would be difficult to fight back with the limited space in the backseat. But despite his dark thoughts, the journey was peaceful.
Angelo couldn't recognize the place he was brought to, when he got out of the car, all he could see was a building that looked a lot like a traditional gentleman's club.
It was strange that Mafia King Nikolai would have any dealings with what seemed like a respectable establishment. At least, that was what he thought until they got in.
The security at the door was extremely strict but they let Nikolai by without so much as a second glance.
