Fallon didn't let his attention wander too far, burying his curiosity and focusing on giving his report. His Mafia King had only been gone for a little under two hours, so there wasn't much to report on, mostly on the updates from the other two Mafia Kings and how the spy clean-up had gone.
Fallon hadn't been there in person to supervise the cleanup, but the feedback he had gotten from the men had his attention drifting over again to the dangerous assassin by his Mafia King's side.
"Got something in your eye, Fallon?" Nikolai's chilling voice made him wrench his gaze away, feeling cold sweat pool on the back of his neck.
"Just curious if your company would be interested in a drink," He nearly bit his tongue, wisely keeping his attention on his Mafia King in front of him.
"Is that the only thing you're curious about?" Nikolai leaned back, relaxed now that his subordinate was no longer staring a little too hard at Angelo.
