"Have you heard? Fabian Percival was almost killed in an assassination attempt today!"
Itai Huntington wore a pink trench coat, a straw in her mouth, sipping on juice as she looked down.
She had received the news half an hour ago.
Two men had made their move in a dilapidated warehouse at the Gonzalez City docks and had almost finished off Fabian Percival.
All of Fabian Percival's bodyguards were down, but fortunately, Rocco Leocadia, one of the Four King Kongs, stepped in and saved this important figure who had just returned to Gonzalez City yesterday.
"I know, an old one and a young one. The old one's good at poisoning, the young one's strong as an ox. They used fists and an old Jetta as their tools of the crime."
Julius Reed glanced at Itai Huntington, his face full of disdain.
"By the way, don't keep asking me out all the time. My wife has something to say about it, you know? If it weren't for Fabian Percival being a bit tricky, I wouldn't bother meeting you."
