Vincenzo hides his Beretta PMX under his skin jacket as he approaches the battered minivan. Mike looks around, hoping none of Fazio's men would come to them.He turns back a moment, and finds Madam Shirley with her bodyguard getting into her car. He then takes out his Cadillac key and throws it to his friend.“Jack! Take my car!”He intends to drive the Rolls-royce for Victor, but Victor insists on sitting behind the wheel. Mike sighs, and walks to the other side.“We better get back to our hideout!”But Victor doesn’t say a word. He just drives, but not to the hideout. It confuses Mike as he realizes that Victor takes the car in the other direction.“Hey, you don’t have to take us too far only to prevent anyone from learning about our hideout,” says Mike.But soon, Mike notices that Victor is not taking him around the city, but going back to Judy’s apartment. He grumbles once and immediately informs the others through the phone.“Damn! What’s in your mind, dude?!”“I never tell you t
Before the sun sets, a car appears at Limbo’s Paradise parking lot. Two people from the front seat get out, looking so alert as they survey their surroundings. Not long after that, one of them opens a door at the back seat, and a man with slightly curly hair in a long black blazer comes out. The messy hair is left unkempt, since he only pulls it back by using his right hand at the moment. His face looks a little unbalanced on the left side. The bridge of the nose is long and large, slightly bent to the left. Likewise with the eye and cheek on the left side. It might look like an effect of face paralysis. But actually, it’s only because of his odd habit, wiping his face and nose with the left hand to the left side, almost all the time for so many years. Even so, the part from the mouth still looks balanced. Likewise with his chin, looking very sturdy with a thin beard and sideburns. He is Saul De Stasio, Fazio’s right-hand man. “You guys stay here,” says that man to the other two.
Victor hasn’t said anything to Mike even until they reach the hideout. On the other hand, Mike is also not interested in bothering him anymore.Usually, Victor's always able to change his mood at will, turning back to his easy-going self without any problems. But today is different. His face is still looking so cold.His current state is similar to how he had been when he had trouble with Lucas’s first appearance at his house. That time, he also could not freely control his emotions and moods at will. He was lucky that Viona came to his rescue and averted his attention away from his problem.But right now, for some reason, he hasn’t returned to his easy-going self. It’s as if he deliberately lets himself be consumed by rage and hatred.Before reaching the apartment room, Victor separates himself from the others and heads to the gym. This caught Mike's attention. And so, Mike heads back to catch up to him.He is worried that Victor is planning to kill Chappy who is currently being kept
Benigno smiles a bit, seeming to understand what’s inside Gambino’s mind at the moment. After all, he was also involved in the chaos that occurred after the death of Moana.“Of course. She is already like a daughter to me. There’s no way I would let her end her life,” replies Benigno.Gambino sighs slowly, and takes himself away from the door of Judy’s bedroom. He walks to the living room and stands in front of the windows, observing his own men on the side of the road.“You are also a family to me. But my men can’t stay here to watch over this place all the time. The neighbors might call the police, and I believe you don’t want the police to meddle with this.”He then turns to Benigno, and looks at him with a serious face.“Or perhaps, should I call the police here?”Benigno immediately shakes his head. But he still looks so worried. Even though he understands that those thugs aren’t supposed to be there forever, he still can’t hide his awry face.And so, Gambino approaches him pats
Now, those watchers start speculating about any conspiracy theory, from the reasonable one to the most absurd theory. The most bizarre thing that comes out from their meeting is the theory about chemical weapons of mass destruction. And yes, that theory comes from Judeo’s mouth, from whatever kind of movie he has used for his background. “Dude, this is not N*tflix,” says Jack with his joking face. “Who knows? Someone could just create a story based on us, and then N*tflix will turn the story into a movie,” replies Judeo. Judeo chuckles a bit. But it’s so short, until his face suddenly changes. He remembers that he has sabotaged the camera in one of the labs at Atkinson Pharmaceutical office complex. He rushes to his desktop and moves the mouse impatiently. It attracts the others’ attention, and forces them to join him in that monitoring room. “Let’s hope I can get something from that camera,” mumbles Judeo. The sad thing is, they only sabotage the view from one camera. But lucki
Most people believe that their character is determined from the day they are born. Whether it's from heredity, blood type, or even from absurd reasons that don't make sense like the zodiac.They often neglect that the environment plays the most significant part regarding this issue. What you’ve experienced every day, for years since you were born, influences the way you behave when you are an adult.Whether you become introvert or extrovert, it's just a matter of which one makes you feel comfortable.They said, “you can be what you want to be.”But, is that the truth?One bad experience in socializing could be a trigger for you to find comfort by being alone. You started adapting with the solitude, making friends with yourself, and then finding the fun in observing people around you. Hence, you grow as an introvertConversely, the bitterness of being alone in the past, coupled with the acceptance of the people around you when you started to socialize, could be a trigger in making you
It’s so rare for Judeo to leave the hideout in the morning. Usually, he would be sleeping at this hour after a full night of playing games.But today is different. He goes out by taking a taxi, bringing one of Victor’s formal white shirts with him, to meet a new acquaintance he just met recently through an online game.She is a designer girl, and a cute one. But Judeo meets her not to secure a date. He just asks her help to do something with Victor’s shirt, something that he can’t do himself.'`Again?” asks the girl with a cringed expression on herface.“Yeah, just take off the collar and put this thing inside and attach it to the shirt again.”“What are you? A CIA agent? FBI?”Judeo points his finger to his own face, and that girl immediately laughs for feeling si
So far, the way Willie behaves has shown that Gambino is not just a lackey, like he is some important figure in La Marca, more important than Willie is.“You should mind your words. We could just wipe all of you from existence,” Willie continues.Saul chuckles a bit. That chuckle is continued with an open laughter. “Have you lost your mind? Look around you? Do you think you can just walk out of here after giving such a threat to my face?!”Willie’s facial expression doesn’t change in the slightest bit, like he doesn’t care about the number of those people who have taken out their guns. He only loosens his tie even more, preparing himself to take them all.But then, Gambino gently pats Willie’s thigh once, preventing him from doing anything stupid. “Calm down, Willie! No matter how much life you have, you can never fight the