#romeofoley

“My, my...nothing really changes around here, does it?” Tony sauntered into the bar, hands in his pockets as though he was nothing more than a curious out-of-towner. He decided to make himself at home in the seat across from the gang leader’s. If one didn’t know Tony, they might have assumed his expression was open and congenial; a nice and friendly man. 

He glanced up, unfazed by the men nearby that immediately reached for weapons beneath their jackets...his easy smile never wavering. “Really, there’s no need for that. I just came to chat, of course. A gesture of goodwill, from my boss to yours.”