Silvia didn't bother going into Asher's club, quickly slipping in through the back entrance. She wore designer shades that almost covered the top half of her face, easily going through the security.
"I hope I didn't keep you waiting," She said as she walked into Asher's office.
The Mafia King looked up at her, his hand reaching for his phone. He pulled his hand back with a look of mild disapproval. "You know you did," Asher reminded, and he wasn't talking about their appointment for that day.
He leaned back in his chair, "So what's going on?" He got right to the point. There had been nothing about Luis Caddel in the past week, but there was no missing the chaos going down on Nikolai's turf.
Asher had sent out all his men as soon as Silvia arrived, knowing how important their conversation was going to be.
"I didn't mention the most important thing last time," Silvia said, taking her glasses off, her worry written all over her face.
