There wasn't any work being done in the room though, the tables all empty, and all of the men they had encountered had been armed.
A trap had clearly been set for when Nikolai and his men showed up but the Mafia King had crashed the plan, catching the drug gang off guard. It was reckless but efficient, Angelo had no complaints.
Nikolai didn't charge right through the next door, instead, he walked out to the connecting room, his steps steady, his second gun tucked away.
Angelo stayed close, he was barely doing anything, it was like a full-contact tour. Just when he thought that there was nothing Nikolai could do to surprise him anymore, the Mafia King pulled out a hand grenade.
Angelo eyed the coat, starting to think that he had underestimated what Nikolai could fit in the trench coat.
