Seventeenth Chapter

"Now.. where to go" John keep walking with no apparent destination.

"Sir, do you want a ride?" A horsedrawn carriage stops beside him.

John is wearing a finely tailored suit and shiny shoes, anyone would judge he has money. So, a carriage stops by his side.

Looking at the the coachman or coachkid who is probably 15 or 16.

"Which part of Italia are u from?" John spoke in mutilated Italian

"Sicily. You Signor?" The teenager felt closer to John cause he thinks they from the same hometown.

"I from around." He cant say he is from Essex to a Sicilian that thought he is Italian like him. He might go full on mafioso on him.

"I am fresh off the boat. Show me New York." He shows 5 sterling bill.

"No problem, Signor" He jumps off and opens the carriage for John.

Its a horse carriage like the ones for tourist in central park in the future. So, John, got full view.

"My name is Bruno Giovanni, signor. I have been in America 10 years now. I know all the places."

"Know all places? That's the man im looking for. I am John de Vere, a name not Italian but somewhere down the line, we are all related, no?" John's rhetoric maybe fool 15 year olds. But we dont know if Bruno lied hos age.

(Liars!)

"Yes signor! I am the man for the job. Everyone know that in New York. The mayor said it...Mayor...Mayor Gaynor." He taps his chest twice and had about 20 hand gestures for that 2 sentences. Italians.

"Yeah. I believe you, kid."

John answered in sarcasm and smiles, he got amused of the kid, hand went inner pocket, got a cigar and a match.

The carriage go forward then Bruno began his tour guide duties telling him places names, who lives in the place, the business places, the names, etc, the works.

Around lunch, Bruno brought John to Little Italy to get authentic Italian food.

After.

John made Bruno show him these part of town.

As a policeman that once got assigned as patrol man and robbery homicide division, its good to know the place you will stay. Know the exits points. Thats all.

Midtown.

"Signor, thank you so much for this."

The teenager Bruno havent hold a 20 sterling pounds all his life. He is doing multiplication table for the exchange rate. Thats 97usd, his income for a year dont even reach 100.

Now in a day, he got a year of income. He is really thankful.

"Don't mention it. I was satisfied with the tour." He liked the tour of Bruno, not only he seen places, he also learned street knowledge of the places.

Most importantly, he brought him to a really good pizzeria. Thats important for him.

"Bruno, do you have school tomorrow?"

"Its sunday signor."

"Good. Come at 9."

"Yes Signor! I will come at 8!"

John nods and turns. He faces a cool buidling.

"Waldorf Astoria" he reads the sign, then walks inside with a big smile.

Bruno drove the carriage with the thought of buying delicious dish for his family, especially his sister and brother.

"Waldorf Astoria. I am not gonna introduce Waldorf to you readers, im tired and sleepy. Google it yourself. Lets skip the lobby scene too. Ciao."

(Lazy author!)

In his suite.

"No more..." he searched his pockets and no cigar.

"Oh...the goods in sahara...all fiction." Then and there, a box of premium cigar teleports in his hand.

"Sky, are the goods safe there? Its still night in Sahara, right?"

"Since i split a part of myself earlier boss, the goods are safe. I turned the cars and trucks to robot machines."

"Cars and trucks as mechane robots? I thot u can only infect human and animals?"

"It is simple boss. I only need to control the car by leaving a nanobot in the engine."

"Nice. Can u transform like Transformers?"

"I do not understand Boss. Transformer is transform."

"Hah. Nevermind. Just keep the goods safe until i find a place or warehouse tomorrow. I just wanna sleep now. Im brain drained."

"Good night Boss even its not night."

"Haha." John sleeps after having a goodnight cigar. Its been a long day for him.