In a classic Italian style mansion with a colonial touch
Spider frowned when he saw a name on his phone screen.
"Daren Snake. What's the problem now?" Spider hissed while looking at the cellphone in his hand.
The shirt that Luci gave him was still attached to his body, while his shirt was still left in Luci's flat. Spider had left it on purpose so they had a reason to meet again.
Daren Snake was the leader of a mafia clan called UV Snake. The clan was located in another state in America. Recently, Daren had tackled the big task of widening the illegal arms trade route there.
Daren never called when it's not urgent. And the crunch was usually followed by trouble.
"Hello," Spider coldly. "Especially?" he continued in English.
"Sorry, sir. But I have bad news," Daren answered also in English.
Spider's joy after sleeping with Luci all night began to fade and vanish. His eyes turned cold and dark again.
