Fallon was right there to receive them as soon as they got out of the car. Behind him were heavy machinery clearing up the rubble and breaking down what was left of the casino.
Angelo had put his hair in a braid, but when he stepped out, his long, dark hair was swaying in the gentle but cold wind that blew.
"It's been uncharacteristically calm all morning," Fallon reported right away. "Even downtown's quiet."
Nikolai frowned, that could go a number of ways. "Don't let anything slip past you." He cautioned, although it really wasn't necessary to.
But the High Council had blown up his casino once, there was nothing really stopping them from doing it again. Nikolai didn't care about their flashy explosives, but it would be his men getting hurt.
"Got it, boss." Fallon respectfully acknowledged, walking over to the leveled casino.
Nikolai closed the distance between himself and the assassin lightly leaning on the car. "Want to get a closer look?"
