Mango Gelato

Many Connections

  *ANGELO*

I wake up and pray then head to my gym in the penthouse and begin workout.
Afterwards I head back to the kitchen for breakfast and then check my phone to see I have call from an unknown number.

"Hello" I answer

"I heard you've been looking for me?!" The man claims

"Yes, I have." I reply in monotone.

"You have some guts to think you can find me Angelo, I Killed your mother.... What makes you think I won't Kill you? Or Dio? Or Your new little precious girl toy?" He says while chuckling.

I hold myself from letting him hear any ounce of anger in my voice.

"I'm more of a man than you will ever be. Oh Francesco, Nothing makes me think that And precious girl toy?? I have no idea what toy you're speaking of- plus you wont be able to harm anyone close to me again... I will find you. Don't worry I won't bring the cops."

I hang up.

I'll bring God...

I don't even know what to say.

This just rose new level of anger in me I never thought I had.

I choose to stay calm though.

I Go about my morning and complete the meeting with some few businesses in need of small investments.

I love supporting all race businesses. I kind of get sick just seeing one culture in business all the time. I believe there should be diversity. The percentage of black and Hispanic in business is currently not even half the percentage of other Caucasian.

So I like to support these brands it brings something fresh to the table.

About 2 hours later, Im on the Jet while texting La Mia gioia telling her I'm on my way.

She hasn't replied yet.

A couple of hours later....

"Hello Mr. Giovanni your Ride is ready." Mack informs me.

I nod in response and grab my suitcase and luggage.

After getting dropped off at my usual hotel I choose to stay at. I pick up my car from the garage downtown Chicago.
I drive to her boutique location first and see it's burnt up with ashes still fresh on the ground....

"Sir, this is a private investigation." The officer informs me hold his hand out to stop me.

"I understand that, A friend of mine is the owner of the building. She is allowing me to handle the situation, I have questions that need to be answered...
I donate a large lump sum to this department monthly and no one has figured out who did this?! This situation could've ended way worse!"

I would say girlfriend- shoot I would even say wife but... it's none of their business.

"Right Mr.??" The officer asks with a smug

"Heyyy Giovanni how are you doing?" Chief says

"I'm doing good chief, how are you?!"

"I'm doing well. Please ignore officer evans, He's a rookie!" Chief chuckles

This police department was kind to me when I had some problems with my business meetings in Chicago,
but if they aren't doing their job I can cut down on these donations and give more of that back to the low income help programs.

"No, it's alright... I'm barely known by face only by my business name but I would like to know some update on this investigation. A good friend of mine owns this boutique!" I reply