The Journey Unknown( In Search Of An Ex)

To Gather Secret Information

"Once a man dies!" Don Marcello, his hand turned the lever of the parlor door down and like a spirit, he exited, and moved from place to place, until he located Capo Carlsbad's office and entered it.

The clock on the wall was 2:00 .

On the light? No. Where to start? Where you start? Where to start?

Thinking of where to start as he sat in Capo Carlsbad's swivel chair, his forehead rested on the desk.

It was a deep sleep. His intention: Since he would be out, the last effort was to garner the information that would ruin Melissa's husband's economy. She will be forced to reconsider her adamant stance.

He was thrown up by the opening of the office door.

But he was swiftly safe in the store. He crawled into the only place available?

The maid briskly walked into the store and took a mob, a pail, and an air freshener.

He knew he was covered but did not know what covered him but he knew he had nailed himself like in a coffin, no scrawling out, no sideway movements. What the military calls