Sicily, Italy.
9:00pm.
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The moment Christopher Russo's private jet landed in the city. A smile graced his face, when he realized how nice and refreshing it was to breathe into the air of the city he grew up in, which has turned out to be under his ruling.
He was here in Italy to check up on business, and as well meet up with a very important personality that was going to be of help once Giovanni becomes the leader of the Black Dragons.
It would have been more meaningful if he came here with Giovanni, but for the moment it's safe for him to lie low until he figured out why the enemies in his territory hasn't made a move yet, irrespective of Edward suspecting that the incident that happened has something to do with Diego, but then he likes to see in a much different perspective.