The Leadership (3)

Bruno Caesar, a thirty-five American Italian man, sat in the VIP room on the second floor at his own luxury pub which was located in a private compound outside the city. Flanked on both sides, left and right by two sexy bikini models. His face was quite long, with a slim mustache above the lips. His brown eyes were like snake eyes, filled with cunning and craftiness.

Two bodyguards wearing suits stood at the door. Inside the luxurious pub was a large area, playing contemporary disco music. The atmosphere was strange than every night. The tables and chairs were empty without customers. That was because tonight it was closed.

Bruno was waiting for something to happen. If everything was as expected, tonight he would have an important guest to visit and it should be soon. Bruno lifted his whiskey glass to drink in a cool posture.