Bianchi: Dark Knight

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"Irritation does not suit you well." Zaviano's right. Even still I can't help but glare at him amid my annoyance. Instead of meeting with Cameron and Lennox I am instead meeting with the Milo Pervetti. I'm not sure what the hell he could possibly even want after the shit that was pulled with the Morino's.

The Pervetti's are the head family of a criminal organization, the Synds. The Synds make light trouble for many of the mafias, boosting their cars, clients and raising up any hell they can drum up. Every reputable organization has rivals and the same goes for these mafias. It's not my place to eradicate roadblocks for them. That's part of their job not mine. Most of the time I find their pranks to be quite hilarious.

As of recently I find myself having a particular dislike for the Synds. Last year amidst the Whick debacle the Synds decided to up their shenanigans. Not only did they attack the Capo de familia of the Italian mafia. They also kidnapped one of the heirs' girlfriends who also happened to be pregnant. It was a complete shitshow. If I could I would have killed everyone just for the grief it caused me. They were able to come to a resolution but I just have a bad taste in my mouth about the whole ordeal. This meeting is one on the basis of curiosity more than anything else.

"This is throwing a wrench in my schedule. So excuse me if my irritation for the lack of organization imposes on you." Blatantly I lie even our driver could probably tell. It's easier than acknowledging the truth of my anger. That damn Lennox has my head spinning out of control the more I see her. Some reason I can't let her go.

"You're just pissed off because you want to see Lennox," True. Very true. I couldn't get enough of the woman, what can I say? "If not for her you wouldn't even be paying much attention to the campaign." I hated the smugness of his tone but again he's right. All of this is a formality that I typically wouldn't waste my time on. It's not as if Cameron is going to lose. The Dane campaign had no clue of what lengths we would go to ensure it.

We enter the building together and walk to the office. Waiting for us in the lobby is Milo Pervetti. He bows his head quickly and stands following us to the office. He stands until I sit in my office chair to which he then follows. I never had been a stickler for the formal greetings and customs in this world. Seeing others bow to me in the same way they had for my father stirred something so ugly within me. I will never be like him. When it comes to Milo today I would allow it. Possibly that makes me like my father but that is a truth I will have to deal with another day.

"What is it that you want, Milo?" I have no energy nor plans to beat around the bush.

"The Synds have grown in size since the last time we came to you."

"This concerns me, why?" I mark off documents not paying much attention to this conversation. What little curiosity I had is not enough for me to find any amusement in this conversation.

"The Synds, of course, are asking to become one of your affiliates..It's time to get some new blood on the block." Going off the Synds past behavior I don't want anything to do with them. Immature, non-discreet, pack of fools with a leader as blind as Helen Keller. I don't conduct bad business and that's what they have made as their reputation. "And why would I ever agree to that?"

"We've mended the relationship between the Morino family and the Pervetti's."

"What does that have to do with this conversation?" The cap of the pen I had been using slipped back on tightly. I lifted my eyes from the documents and settled them on Milo. "Do you think I need Morino's permission to make decisions?"

Milo's face pales. "No, no. Of course not." His hands make big grand gestures as he tries to explain himself. I have no care for whatever the hell he wants to say. If anything this little display of his is proving me right in my decisions. I only do business with confident organizations, one's who I knew would be able to put in the work. His begging and stammering is pathetic and quite horrifying to watch.