Liam eyed the bustling market around them. "Somewhere we can talk, preferably with good food. Know any spots?"
Berto pondered for a moment. "How about 'The Gilded Fork'? It's renowned not just for its exquisite cuisine but also for its discreet dining rooms."
Liam nodded in agreement, and they made their way through the winding streets. Upon reaching 'The Gilded Fork,' it was evident that the place was in high demand. The aroma of rich spices wafted through the air, and the low hum of conversations created an inviting atmosphere.
With a nod to the hostess, Berto secured them a private dining room. The dimly lit space furnished a plush velvet seating area and an ornate table set with gold-rimmed plates and crystal glasses. After ordering a spread of the house's specialties, they finally settled into their seats.
Liam, leaning forward, said, "Alright, Berto. Let's cut to the chase. Describe your situation to me."
