" instagram carousel ? " he questioned slightly curious though not ready for whatever tangent alix was ready to get into. " edibles ? willingly ? no , " he shook his head. " i was drugged , " he paused realizing how bad it sounded before offering , " by mistake , " small smile gracing his lips before remembering why he called her in the first place. " i got some information on suzanne mclean -- smart but dumb , " he said sliding a flash drive towards alix.

" well how can i call you anything if i do not even know your name ? " he questioned before explaining , " a simit is a type of bread -- from turkiye. " most of what he knew originated from where he was raised and miami though the two cities couldn't be more contradictory in his mind. he looked at the sandwich , then at her , " you were going to eat a chicken sandwich for breakfast ? do you work in construction ? " lips curled into a teasing grin before settling down. " are you usually this nice to strangers or am i special because i can barley understand your order ? "

there was a clear distinction in the city of what kind of people went where. brooklyn seemed to belong to those who worked for the pier , more working class yet there was a slow inclination that several members of society preferred the more quiet sounds that part of the city had to offer. miami was both loud and quiet at times , he often would sit by the water , enjoying his americano while he heard some of the older folk argued in a spanish he could barley decipher. however , he'd grown fond of it and now he had to find his new footing. he had been sitting at the bar , asked for somewhat of a heavy breakfast when he felt his shoulder tapped , slightly. he waved off the slight bump before her accent caught his ear , he turned to look at the woman , " you look like you belong in manhattan , " he'd learned that was the nicer area. " where are you from ? "

" i did not speak it , i spoke english , " almost defensive , words struggling to find their footing as the other insinuated he was italian --- which , he was though he had no ties to the country. of course , the gigolo had the best reservations , eyes scanned the other once again -- tattoos surrounding his hands , mattia hiding his own under his clothing , just another thing in common with this stranger. dark eyes followed the man's gesture towards the chair , instinct told him to walk away , avoid whatever ties the man had but curiosity got the best of him. a horrible habit his father said he possessed , he carefully pulled the chair out , eyes narrowing at the other's question , " my father's italian. " he said simply.

"Oh my god." Came his only response to the other man's attire, simply because he couldn't fathom curling up in bed before the night had even properly begun. And while he was unleashed for the weekend? If Dom were a religious sort of person, he might start a prayer group for the poor soul. "Since right now. Get dressed please." Save them both the embarrassment. The mention of him being the one to actually ring Celestina brought only feigned offense as he slung one hand across his heart. "That's probably the meanest thing you've ever said to me. It's like you have no value for my life at all."

had it been may , santiago probably would've been right with dom out till late and waking up in random hotel rooms and / or one of their office. however , june changed that for santiago -- while he wasn't technically restricted from going out he found it unnecessary and obviously the other man didn't understand. a loud groan escaped his lips as he moved , letting the man step inside while he began headed towards his room. he stopped midway , " i value your life too much , actually. think of it as exposure therapy and strengthening your shins. "

all santiago could do was stare at her as if she had grown three identical heads. maybe she was cerebus incarnate , born to specifically haunt him and for whatever reason , dominic as well. " i'm just going to ignore you said that , for my sake. " though lottie would be hearing all about it , he was sure she was preparing for his rant the moment he walked through the door. " why are you asking questions you already know the answers to ? " he said with a small grin , though it went beyond saying that he would help his siblings with whatever they needed to do. " i'm assuming it's serious since you typically don't tend to do much digging yourself. " cel never wore worry on her expression , none of his family did really but she was proactive in getting to the bottom of things which now happened to include him.

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usually francis was one to tease nan whenever she cried , often his teasing either leading to her crying more or an argument to distract her from crying. however , he couldn't ignore it , he couldn't do anything but lean forward and wipe the tears away from her cheeks. " you can cry you know , " he'd known her better than anyone , known that she'd put on a front to hide how she felt sometimes -- even in front of him. however , they did always joke about being twins for a reason -- he could feel it. no matter what he said about her , he could tell when she was upset , angry , happy --- everything. " you're kind of judgmental , francine , " he teased lightly before adding , " i know. " they both kept things and they shouldn't have , but there was nothing they could do now. he moved behind her , slowly removing the backpack , placing it on a nearby table , before scooping up francine into his arms , " just tell me what to grab , " he said carefully avoiding the body before making his way into her room opening the door and placing her onto the bed carefully.

romy had followed suit , like she always had with very little questioning and he almost felt like he could collapse , not because of physical exhaustion but mental. so much had happened in the past two months that he felt similar to how he had felt when he was seventeen. he let a deep breath in as she held him and kept repeating that she was there. " nan killed frank , " he said simply , " so she's staying here until she feels okay to go somewhere else. " usually he asked romy if that was okay but he didn't feel comfortable allowing nan to stay anywhere else. " she found somethings out and he tried to kill her for it and well ---- " the rest was a given. " i'm sure she'll tell you when she feels okay enough to talk but i thought you should know since this is your home too. " he let out a sigh. " i feel like my head is going to burst open , " he said finally wrapping his arms around her once again. " i also told her what i do --- so -- she knows , lot of shit happened , romilly. i don't know what's going to happen. "

francis fucking loved bread , a good bread didn't need anything other than itself though he almost knew charlie wouldn't appreciate it. " oui oui , mon papa. " he said immediately breaking off a piece , steam emitting from the piece. " it's called free bread , you animal , " he recounted before taking a bite. he furrowed his brow , before shooting his own look at the man , " aren't you and troy like --- loaded ? don't you go to fancy dinners all the time ? you should know this is good bread and not subway bread. "

" you say that every time you get a burger , do you like anything about new york ? " francis loved new york , despite it being the least residential city , he couldn't imagine his life elsewhere --- well , now he could but even then he had a bit of a hard time letting go. the sound of the cars passed them by and he couldn't help but get a little nostaligic but that's what happened when things didn't necessarily seemed to be going his way. " what does laguna have that long island doesn't ? " he said with a teasing grin , though it lacked the usual mischievous glint in his eyes. " the side of the road ? you really think she deserves the side of the road for a wedding ? "

" they might not even know anything , it seemed like a rush job but completely legal. " at least given the records he had seen come through city hall , papers pushed , stamped , signed all rushed -- exorbitant amount of money placed for these acquisition given how last minute everything was. " everything's legal , if that's what you're asking. they had to pay sanctions given it's mid year and they made every payment , every meeting , everything was done by the books it's why it fell under the radar because everything is legal however , " he leaned forward slightly moving to another page , the page looking somewhat normal until one read the highlighted portion. " you know that biker gang that's operating out of brooklyn ? " he paused , question mainly rhetorical. " they were operating the ports , mainly union gigs and everything but with this ---- there seems to be an alliance between them now , they're getting funding from the demirci's to keep operating they way they do , here's who's in their payroll. " motioning for aslan to turn the page into every person who operated the ports now , demirci and other.

" i think she'd like that , she doesn't really have family , which kind of sucks but i think you'd get along. and knowing amara she might want to add her onto the fifty billion people you guys call family. " him and his sister included of course , though he couldn't think of anyone better who deserved to be surrounded by people than breslin and amara. despite breslin being his boss , he never really thought of her that way. yes , he still respected her and did everything a chief of staff needed to do but there was still an air of homeliness he couldn't avoid. maybe that's why he'd stuck around for that long , he did also kind of enjoy bossing people around. " maybe or maybe not , i could never read her. i can read a lot of people but i could never read her. kind of freaky if you ask me. "

it wasn't odd for lottie to show up , especially not this early after what he thought was a bit too long at the gym though he couldn't blame her --- he did the same though slightly earlier than her. by the time she rolled around , he was already showered , and dressed though he had yet to put in his contacts and do his hair so he wasn't gone just yet. as she walked inside , he instinctively went over and kissed her on the side of the head before he headed back to a mirror to adjust his tie. " when haven't athletes been temperamental ? " he questioned before turning back towards her. " i was going to head to city hall to do some digging for cel --- yes , cel asked me to do some digging , " which he thought was insane , but new year no them he supposed. " what's your schedule like today ? "