@dravennappo // reach for the sky
The border of where Little Italy ended and where Chinatown began was something that had frustrated Taika the entire time she had been in the city. The two territories were too close for comfort for her. Especially with the Triad’s alliance with the Irish that had partly been made to take control over more of Lower Manhattan. While she wasn’t certain on some places around the city, she knew that the alley outside of her tattoo parlor wasn’t Italian territory by any means and to find this man standing outside of Lǎohǔ Wénshēn wasn’t exactly something she had been expecting. He was an older man, carrying a briefcase in her alleyway looking as if he was looking for someone. Whatever was in that briefcase she had to figure it out for herself stepping out of the shop to confront him. “You don’t look like you belong here, gwáilóu.”
