Jovani was happy to be able to sink into the car once Charles had pulled up. Thankfully Richard had left after the little talk so that the Vedova Nera man could be alone.
"Where do you want to go to first, sir? I didn't think you'd be allowed to leave in your current state?" Jovani sighed. Of course, the driver would be another to pick on something wrong.
"My condition is fine, I didn't bother getting checked out. For now, I want to go back home." He ordered.
"There are a number of things that I need to take care of. This little thing can get taken care of while I'm there." Being inside the car, the temptation was high to remove the dress shirt. It hurt like hell each time the shirt became dried to the wound as each movement caused the freshly formed scab to be torn off. Without the shirt, the wound would have a better time sealing itself up.
