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Tuesday, January 4th, 1921
┗ ━━┅━━━┅━━ ┛Anthony spent the next few hours outside, perched under a tree while he wrote the letter to his father detailing all of his findings since arriving, of course, all in a code they would often use.
Postage would take up to two weeks to arrive in New York from New Orleans, so it was imperative that it was sent as soon as possible.
He did manage to find a stray cat where he was located and fed the sausage he'd purchased to it. It was a little skittish at first but seemed to appreciate the meal nonetheless, even staying with Anthony and letting him pet it once or twice until he checked the time and had to leave to get himself ready for his evening out.As per usual, Alastor finished his work at exactly five o'clock sharp, the owner of the shop coming in after him to take care of some extra things around his business.
It didn't take Alastor long to return home on the streetcar after that, the journey taking its usual just under half an hour this time, Alastor returning home with just enough time to change his clothes and take the journey back to the French Quarter.His mother was resting in her chair in the lounge, most likely tired after her long shift at the hospital that morning, so Alastor thought not to disturb her, instead, writing a note for her and leaving it on the table beside her. The note simply told her not to worry about food for him because he was eating out that evening and would be home late.
Deciding what to wear for that evening wasn't too hard, Alastor not going too formal with his outfit. Just the usual dress shirt, waistcoat, jacket, and pants. It wasn't his formalwear but still looked nice. Regardless of what day it was, Alastor always liked to look pressed and preened.
After checking that he had everything in his pockets, wallet, pocket watch, and cigarette box mainly, Alastor was off, making sure he was quiet as he left the house as to not disturb his still sleeping mother.
Anthony wasn't sure what he was supposed to wear out to where ever Alastor had planned to take him, not sure how fancy it was or otherwise, so as he made his way down to the lobby and saw the one he was meeting, of course, Alastor looked very nice but a casual kind of nice. Anthony, on the other hand, looked like he was... well, about to face his father; wearing the full suit he was going to wear for his return home and his hair slicked and neat.
He honestly just felt a little ridiculous now.Alastor wasn't waiting very long in the lavish hotel lobby, sitting in a seating area as he did wait for a maximum of five minutes or so before Anthony was seen walking towards him.
Quickly standing to greet him, Alastor grinned as he looked the other over, noticing his rather formal looking attire in comparison to Alastor and slicked-back hair."Why, I must say you're looking very dapper."
He pointed out."I can uh... go change real quick-"
Anthony stated nervously once Alastor had spotted him.The man chuckled, shaking his head as the blonde tried to backtrack on his clothing choice.
"No no, if anyone's dressed inappropriately then it's me. The place we're going is quite the bee's knees, so I'm sure the formal wear will be much appreciated."
Leading Anthony towards the entrance of the hotel, Alastor could only smile.
"It's just a walk away and it's a wonderfully warm night, so there's no need for the streetcar."Anthony wasn't sure if he was going to believe that but wasn't going to question anything. Instead, he decided to remove the suit coat, keeping it with him just in case though.
"I hate dressin' like this if I'm honest."
He stated as he started messing up his hair a little so it wasn't so neat.
"Anyways, where y' takin' me? I'm actually real excited to see the place y' got in mind."
The blonde grinned; this being the first time he genuinely smiled since the trip ensued.
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I'll Be Seeing You {RadioDust}
FanfictionIn the later months of 1920, Anthony Ragnatela, a nearly 18-year-old Mafia child is sent to New Orleans to take out a threat to one of his family's many illegal businesses. This is the first job Anthony has ever done alone and the first time he has...