Nero's POV:
After some hours of flight, arrive at Little River.
Observing the small lights of the buildings from my windows as the jet flies down closer to It, the city looks exactly how I left it.
I know it has been waiting for it's master to come back...
The jet landed before I can even notice.
I exit the jet, and the smell of smoke immedialty enters my lungs.
Ahh... It is like the Kiss of an old lover.
My father's black limo is parked in the airport where we landed, with two black escort cars. As the door is opened for me, I get a quick glance of Niko dragging himself out of the jet to join the other guards. Well, at least Elias trashed him good!
I enter the limo. Claudio and Elias sit each at my side. Why do they have to always be glued to me? It is annoying...
"Your father is waiting for you at the mansion, sir. He organized a welcoming dinner for you." The driver announces.
Dad's been leaving far away from the city, so he must have gonw out of his way for it.
Good.
"He can wait all he wants, we're eating out."
"But, Nero..." Claudio meddles, like always.
"Don't question my orders, Claudio." I snap at him.
He lowers his head and sighs.
He already exhausted my patience today bringing that son of a bitch to the trip, and he needs to be remminded of what his place is. Just because he is my dad's friend, doesn't mean he is mine.
I am not in a good mood to meet father tonight. Welcoming dinner... fuck off.
"Hey, there's a pretty good french restaurant around here I went to, once. I think it called Brisa Mar or something." Elias interjects. Like always, he looks excited.
"We don't eat at french restaurants." Claudio days abriptly.
Like dad he only eats at italian restaurants - they despise french cuisine. I think It is some beef they carried from Europe, as my relatives in Sicily where also jumpy when french food was mentioned.
However, I know he actually doesn't want to be here because it is Albanesi territory. They are the only mafia in Little River that rivals ours. In my opinion they at best come in second, we could easily destroy them if we wanted! But father and Elias insist in appeasing Antonio Albanesi, their boss, despite my decision to end our alliance.
"C'mon, I think even you would like it Claudio." Elias stares at me wide eyed, waiting for my veredict.
"Alright, we are going there." I tell them my decion.
Even Claudio knows that what I say is final, as he lowers his Head without protesting.
...
It doesn't take long for us to ge there. During the whole trip Claudio and the driver were delightfully quiet, probably wondering what they will say to dad.
We park at the front of the white building with proud cursive letters writers "Brise de Mer".
Having got used to european architecture and scenery, this place seems awfully underwhelming in comparison. The food and service better make up for it.
The guards exit their vehicles to accompany us.
"What, you think you will enter this place like this?" Elias separates Niko from the rest, grabbing him by the ear.
"You stay outside, serb. Someone needs to watch the limo." He shoves Niko against the vehicle, almost making him fall.
Elias finally did something useful. This idiot looks like shit and I don't want to risk having him vomit over our food too.
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