Acceptance

Cassius Mancini may appear calm while he was drinking wine in his office, but his mind was filled with bloody thoughts.

Mauro was standing on the far side of the office, observing Mancini’s reaction. He knew his boss was up to something bloody.

“Do you have enough information about this Dominico Galvante?” he asked. He swirled the amber-colored wine in his glass. His face was void of any emotion.

Mauro swallowed hard. He had done his homework about the man, but he knew it was not enough.

“He’s a native from Argentina, boss. I dug deeper about his life but there’s no information on the internet.” Mauro wiped the sweat on his forehead.

“What do you mean no information?” Cassius’ brow frowned.

“There was no information about him. It was like he just popped into this world, no background, even abou his childhood. The only thing the internet said about him was that he’ a businessman. Even the name of his business was not mentioned.”

Cassius chugged all the contents of his glass and