Chapter 8

Gaetano followed the lady in a black pencil skirt and a cream long-sleeved shirt.

His long black coat sat perfectly on his black suit, and his hands were lost in his coat pockets.

Marcos had the same look, like a coat on and a serious cold look on his face while he looked around the place.

Gianni had agreed to join them since he hadn’t left Russia yet. They walked into the casino, and he looked around.

He liked the idea and way of arrangement the Russians had.

Vasiliev placed the cards on the table as a girl whispered in his ear. He looked up toward Gaetano, Marcos, and Gianni Di Martino.

A smirk crept to his face. He couldn’t believe that Gaetano had honored their proposal.

He turned to Alexeev, who shook his head in understanding before looking up.

Marcos found the place intimidating, and neither were his trust veins working at that moment.

"Gaetano Di Martino," Vasiliev said. His thick Russian accent did n