Spaghetti carbonara was served to Logan by Bistro himself. He wore his chef outfit while he laid out the dish for him. Logan's mouth watered the moment he saw his meal. "This looks delicious."Bistro gave him a wane smile. "It's today's special but I made it a lot more spicy. Just the way you like it."While they ate, Logan and Bistro talked business. Bistro told Logan about the latest challenges the business was facing. The Santino were causing them a great deal of trouble. The roads were now dangerous to use as the Santino had organized men to highjacked the truck bringing in their drugs. If it weren't for Fish's good experience with the roads, he would have ran into those thugs any day. There were numerous shortcuts to the restaurant but the most important route which was always used was no longer safe to use. By using these other shortcuts, fish could risk running into the cops. Logan thought deeply about what he said. It seemed the Santino were getting more and more dang
The crocodiles snapped their fangs hungrily, gazing up longingly at Ginny. Ginny was as pale as the belly, of a fish. Logan had never seen anyone so frightened in his life. Scar grew a crocodile pond. He never knew scar had a crocodile pond until he mentioned he wanted to derive information from Ginny. Scar suggested the crocodile pond. He always had a thing for crocodiles. That was what led them to this very moment. Ginny yelled at Logan. "Let me out of this thing. Let me out."Logan didn't say anything. Even her voice sounded like a dying frog. "I've got a few questions for you, buster," Logan said, pointing at the muscular dude. " What's your name?""Clive!" He said, raising his voice so Logan could hear him clearly. "My name's Clive."Scar had ordered someone to bring a chair for Logan.Logan wandered over to the fancy cushioned chair and settled down on it. "Clive, huh," he crossed his legs, eyeing him dangerously. "That's a nice name. Now listen to me, Clive. I want you t
In this world, Logan his own private jet. On board the jet was Ginny, Scar and three extra men.Pouring a glassful of Hennessy in the two glasses before him, Logan handed one over to Ginny and leaned back on his seat. "Alright, let's start from the beginning," he said. "What do you know about Nagisa?"Ginny sipped her drink silently. Scar sat opposite us, his eyes watchful. He didn't trust her more than he trust a snake. Ginny began. "Like I mentioned earlier, she's one of the Mona Lisa's front men. She specializes in poison and has a black belt in karate. She also does takewondo and knows kung Fu. I was one of her students."Logan exchanged looks with Scar. This just keeps getting better and better. Ginny went on. "I was her worse student. Martial arts weren't my thing. I was already good with the knife. It was poisoning that got my interest. And so I learnt poising from her. Not much is known about Nagisa but here's what I can offer. She's single, she's a lesbian, she travels
Logan emerged unscathed from the explosion, the shockwave rolling over him without leaving a mark. As the debris settled, he stood up, dusting off his suit with a calm expression. He strolled through the wreckage, his eyes scanning the room while his brain worked. It was clearly possible that someone had set up the bomb with the right timing. Their intentions were to kill him while everyone is out of the meeting hall. "Thank you FRIDAY," Logan said genuinely. "This system has done nothing but protect me from disastrous situations."Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and a group of servants rushed in with gas masks and fire extinguishers. They were prepared to rescue Logan, but as the smoke cleared, their eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "Boss! Are you okay?" one of them stammered, his jaws dropping as he took in the scene of Logan standing unharmed amidst the destruction.Before Logan could respond, Umberto and the other pillars of the Rossi clan bursting into the room.
Logan walked into the room where Scar, Ginny and Sienna were waiting for him. They all looked up as he walked in. Logan didn't wait for anyone. He began talking. "Alright, everyone listen up. I arranged for this meeting cause we're on a special mission." He paused to let that sink into their skulls. When no one answered, he proceeded. To Ginny, he asked, "what've you got for me, Ginny?"Ginny crushed her cigarette. She was seated beside the window. "Nothing special. I showed Scar Nagisa's home. Her family are made up of numerous families all together. Uncles, grandparents, aunties, cousins and so on. It's an extended family. They're scattered across Japan. Nagisa lives with her Uncle. She works as a geisha at her uncle's Chashitsu."Logan frowned. "What's a Chashitsu?" "It'sa Japanese architectural space designed to be used for tea ceremony gatherings," Scar explained. "That's all we could did up."Logan knew a thing or two about geisha. He once fantasied about sleeping with one
A Japanese tea ceremony is about tea only on its surface. From the positioning of guests to the cleaning of the tools to the scooping of the loose-leaf tea, everything has significance. Logan was provided with slippers as soon as He arrived at the tea room. Shoes aren't allowed in the tea room. Haruto ushered him in as his host. Once inside a tea room, there are a few additional rules that apply. Logan entered the room on his knees, avoiding stepping on the center of the mats. Instead of using his palms, Logan used his closed fists when touching the mats, (for hygiene). It was then Logan saw Haruto's guests. They were all good businessmen but other than that, Logan don't know who they were.Sienna was the last guest. She wore a lovely dress that highlighted her out of the party.The guests welcomed Logan warmly and they exchanged pleasantries. Five of them sat round a table chatting and drinking sake. It was the way businessmen love to be treated. Their host served them w
Sienna had dressed into a kimono and was titivating herself before the mirror. She was at it when her shoji door slid opened, revealing Nagisa. Sienna took in a deep breath as she turned around and faced Nagisa.She was aware this pretty Japanese girl would be difficult. With the little information Logan had fed her ears with, she was certain she could take Nagisa down. Nagisa hadn't changed out of her geisha outfit yet. She still held that captivating look that had stunned Logan. She knew Nagisa had made an impression on his mind. Whatever the reason was, she was prepared to carry out her duty to Logan. She must protect Logan at all cost. "You asked for me?" Nagisa asked and it was surprising how soft and compelling her voice sounded. "Yes," Sienna said, brushing a strand of her hair aside and working her charm. "That was an extraordinary performance you did back there. I love it."Nagisa bowed slightly. " Thank you."Sienna walked towards the bed and sat down. "Come sit next
Staring at Nagisa right now, Logan felt sorry for her. She was trembling with rage and hunger for revenge. Logan became aware just how much her uncle meant to her. Perhaps that was the reason he killed him. He knew her uncle's death would shake her core. Nagisa made to pounce on Logan but he stopped her immediately with a wave of my hand. "I wouldn't advise you to do that, Nagisa. It's best if you listen to what I have to say. This whole Chashitsu is wired into a bomb."Nagisa stood fixed where she was, her green eyes watchful and calculative. Logan had a forewarning this woman was going to be difficult. Pulling out a button remote from his pocket, he showed it to her. "I'm not bluffing. Before venturing here, I had my two best men plant numerous bombs underneath this very building we are in. Now I know the Chashitsu meant a lot to you and your uncle. It's a family heritage, right? Your uncle's great grand father passed it on to his children so they can pass it to the next for g