Luciana walked in his living room in search of what the noise was about.
What he heard next startled him.
"Mr Luciano De Luca, tell your boys to stand down. I repeat, tell them to stand down!" Madam said, using a megaphone to amplify her voice.
"Don't you think you're doing too much? We already drove in. We can just walk into the house."
"It's not my fault you have no imagination, Ben."
Big Ben sighed, and shook his head. There was no arguing with women like madam Noirelle.
They always did whatever they wanted, and if you don't like it, it was really no concern of theirs.
Salvatore stepped out to see the source of the early noise.
His head doubled when he saw two people who were approximately in their late fifties to early sixties, standing in front of their car.
He lifted his head and looked around the upper parts of the building.
The boys had their guns out, waiting for instructions from the boss to fire.
He signalled to them with his eyes, and they all fell back.
