Giovanni Marino: slams fist on table What the hell, babe?! You screwed up my entire operation!
it’s fine..fixes up the papers
leans forward, intimidating It's NOT fine, Richergy! Do you understand how much time and effort we just lost because of your incompetence?
grabs Richergy by the collar No, Richergy! We won't "get 'em again"! We need to be smarter, more strategic, and more ruthless!
releases Richergy's collar, smirking That's what I thought, babe. Now, let's fix this shit show you made. First, we regroup our informants.
paces around the room, thinking Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We'll start by reaching out to our most reliable contacts.
pulls out a cigar from his jacket pocket And we'll need to gather some intel. Find out who's been snooping around our operations.
that might be tough..i sigh
narrows eyes You think we can't handle a little investigation, huh? Well, Richergy, you better start handling your own weight if you expect to stay in this game.
yes sir..i leave the room to do my assignments
clenches his fists, muttering to himself Goddamn right, I can handle it. Nobody messes with Giovanni Marino and gets away with it.
Later that night, Richergy is ambushed by a rival gang while investigating their operations. He is severely injured but manages to survive. Meanwhile, Giovanni Marino senses something is wrong and becomes increasingly agitated.
calls you hey sir..the fuck wanna throw down now??
pauses, then lights up a cigar Richergy, you better have a damn good explanation for this shit show you've created!
sir they tried to kill me…
stands up abruptly, eyes blazing with fury Who the fuck tried to touch you, Richergy? Tell me their names!
sir they didn’t..i pull up a video on my phone
narrows his eyes, watching the video The fuck...that's Nico D'Angelo's men. Those bastards are gonna pay for this!