Jovani listened as the other continued to speak. Taking a seat at the desk, he picked up one of his favorite knives and examined it closely.
"Richard, this isn't your space to be messing around in. I'm not quite sure what you want to accomplish but what you're doing won't work." A low, unamused chuckle met Jovani's word.
Richard shouldn't have found it so surprising that the Vedova Nera boss still refused to take him serious. Why should he? Jovani didn't know how much changed since the last time they talked.
Bitter determination could bring out the best in people at times. At least those that it didn't consume.
"Jovi." Richard reverted to calling the other a pet nickname the Vedova Nera hadn't heard in years.
