Pulling up at the Den, I saw three black SUVs with nine men dressed in black tailored suits. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Blake whole demeanor changes from calm to tense.
Just who could they be?
After descending my car, Trent walked over; "Boss, some mafia leader requested to talk with you."
"Okay take me to him,"
Entering my office, I saw a man dressed in a black tailored suit standing by the window admiring the scenery.
"Ahem," I cleared my throat to catch his attention, and he turned towards me.
He had brown hair, a light complexion, he's about 6'2 tall. And he wore a serious expression on his face.
"Thanks, Trent, you may go," after he makes his way through the door, I turned to Blake. "I'll deal with this, you can go."
"Are you sure?"
Nodding at him confirming I have it all under control, he walked out of the room. Making my way over to the couch, the mysterious man asked.
"So you are the new leader, I take it?"
