Lena Giovanni was a 'business associate' of the Smokeone familia. She ran several counterfeit money operations throughout Sirius,with a bit of illegal arms trafficking on the side. She didn't normally do personal deliveries,but the Smokeones were a special case.
Warily eyeing what appeared to be fresh bullet holes in the ceiling,Lena approached the bar.
"I'm looking for the Don."
"Who the hell are you?" said the bartender without looking up from the glass he was cleaning. "The Don don't speak to nobodies."
Lena reached into her coat and took out a plain manila envelope.The bartenders eyes widened.
"Well...that's a different matter altogether,lady." The bartender nodded in the direction of the Don's table. "He's over there."
Attracted by the womans scent, Fat Alfonso raised his head. The woman was standing near the bar, but the light was so low, that he wasn't abled to see her face nor her body completely.
"Damned Fat Niko!" he thought, "He always shoots out the lights when he had drunk too much Campari Bitter Oranges."
Slowly Fat Alfonso stood up, got stuck between the table and the seat with his paunch and freed himself with a quick move. He walked towards the woman in the shadow, the pistol ready in the holster if she dared to reject him.
Welcome to Fat Tony's my sweet womanita. I am Fat Alfonso, may I help you, or invite you to a Bloody Mary?
In the middle of all the shooting and screaming a beautiful lady strolled through the crowded tables. She seemed to tranquilize the chaotic environment caused by Fat Niko. The lady's name was Lena Giovanni, or 'Donna Lena' as the Don used to call her, jokingly suggesting a marriage. Fat Penguino holding the rank of Capo Bastone, also known as 'The Underboss' became the middle-man between Lady Giovanni and the Don. It was his job to arrange the meetings and make sure that the business between the two parties ran smoothly.
Fat Penguino was about to lift himself up from the chair to go talk to Lady Giovanni but quickly noticed that Fat Alfonso was already conversing with her. This lead to Penguino sitting down again knowing fully well that you must treat all members of the Familia with utmost respect and therefore allowed Alfonso to continue his talk.
Lena raised a quizzical eyebrow at the rather hefty man that had suddenly approached her.She wondered if it was a requirement for all Smokeones to be on the large side and chronic cigar smokers.She would have to ask Don Tony about that one.
"Ahh,of course you can help me.I think the drink will have to wait though;I wouldn't want to keep Don Tony waiting." Flashing Fat Alfonso a smile and turning on the charm,she leaned in closer to him and whispered in low confidential tones, "I have a special delivery here for the Don.This envelope contains information on the precise movements of no less than twenty-three Daumann diamond transports over the next two weeks,and their respective comm frequencies.There's not much a simple merchant like myself can do with that information,but a well armed familia like the Smokeones...capiche?"
She straightened up and smiled again at Alfonso.Noticing the pistol at his side,she hoped this wasn't the man who had decided to shoot a few holes in the ceiling earlier.Then again,they were all probably armed in here.
"My name is Lena Giovanni,by the way." She glanced around the room. "I'll take up that offer of a Bloody Mary once business is concluded...Is your Capo here tonight?"
Excited by Lady Giovannis voice Fat Alfonso was speechless for a moment. In combination with this seductive scent, she activated the central testosterone production in his body. He stepped behind her and took both of her upper arms in his hands. His head moved close to hear right ear, which was decorated by some giant Blood Diamond ear ring. Carefully he whispered:
Beatiful Lady Giovanni, this are indeed interesting information. I am sure the Capo will be pleased to obtain them such a nice womanita like you. Anyways... are you interested in some nooner with me after you delivered this envelope? I am sure I can show you things you don't know yet.
He hoped that Lena Giovanni would believe that his pistol was in her back.
Lena turned around,carefully releasing herself from Alfonso's grasp.This man was certainly...forward.She smiled weakly,wondering how much the man had had to drink.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves,shall we?Business first,and then we can see about that drink..."
Fat Alfonso was known for being quite the ladies man and Penguino was worried that he would cause a scene if he was rejected. However, it seemed Lady Giovanni handled the situation well since she was currently heading towards the table the Capo was sitting at.
Lady Giovanni slowly waved her right hand towards the Capo and in return he smiled as he nodded towards the table, signaling her to sit down.
"Lady Giovanni..." Fat Penguino the Capo Bastone began addressing her. "I'm delightful to meet you once again, how unfortunate your arrival is yet again due to business and not for pleasure."
"Si, Capo. It is very unfortunate." She replied quietly. "However, work is work and it is my duty to fulfill my part of the job." The Lady continued now with a more determined tone.
"Ah of course Lady Giovanni, I respect that." The Capo replied, slightly aroused by the woman's show of strength.
"Now then, onto business..." The Capo's voice became more serious. "...so I have heard you have acquired information regarding a certain number of convoys that might prove to be very valuable to the Smokeones, si?"
"That is correct."
"Excellent. The Don is quite interested and in return for the information he offers both money and protection. But as I understand it you are more than capable of taking care of yourself, handling Fat Alfonso over there proved that claim. So instead a larger sum of money will be presented to you, the negotiations will take place upstairs were we can discuss in peace."
As the Capo finished his last sentence he began rising up from his chair and so did Lady Giovanni. He signaled her to follow him and they went upstairs to the higher level of the bar. Walking through the numerous doors he finally stopped and turned right. Before entering the door he knocked twice, swiftly and hard enough to ensure that the two people on the other side of the room could hear it.
"Step in." Was the only reply. The voice was humble yet powerful, it demanded respect but at the same time was willing to return it. It was The Don himself speaking.
As the Capo entered the room along with Lady Giovanni they were first introduced to a man called Fat Padrone. He was the Consigliere of the family, also known as 'The Adviser'. The consigliere is a close and trusted friend of the Don whose main job is to provide with advice in all important decisions made by the family. Additionally, he is responsible of representing the Don in important meetings both within their own family and other associates. The Don, the Capo and the Consigliere constitute a three-man ruling panel also known as 'The Administration'. During any business meeting, all three must be present.
After a quick hand shake with the Consigliere, Lady Giovanni is guided to the chair positioned opposite to the Don, the only thing in between them is a large working desk made out of oakwood tinted with a dark-brown color. On the desk lies a golden pen on-top of a few stacked papers that resembled a contract of some sort.
"Very well. Let us begin with the business." The Consigliere said and sat down on a chair positioned near the left wall, the Capo proceeded to do the same...
Fat Padrone sat down and started talking about the "business" to the Don.
"As Donna Lenna mentioned we have 2 Daumann transports" said to the Don. He pulled out his notebook from his pocket and started to count...after he finished he give his book to the Don.
Don Fat Tony was looking it for long minutes when he look up on Lenna...
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