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"We are a quiet family," Ron said, "and that is how we keep it." Ron took the large out of his pocket and held a firm grasp on it.

One soldier snatched the money out of his hand and the other looked at Don Fragano. "Sir, we would love to stay, but our boss is probably getting anxious. He's been more stressed than usual for the past week. So, if we may, we will be going now." he finished, grabbing Ron by the arm.

The money was taken from Ron, but the lace was still around Ron's neck. Ron wasn't going anywhere.

"So impatient." Fragano muttered. "Listen here, 'Ron.' Tell Gusti that I thought his family would espouse more honour than screwing another family out of their hard-earned cash. Whether you get me my money or your boss does, I don't give a sh*t. But I will get what is mine."

He nodded to the Romanos. "Go on, get out of here, and bring Ron here with you. Try not to damage him. And... Learn some f*ckin' manners."

Ambo stood up. "Thank you for your time." He stated, but he waited outside, as did the soldati. They held their guns softly.

"Sorry Don Fragano, but we're sure you understand. All the families have been on edge lately, and after this, Don Romano almost lost it."
"We will send Ron your way when we're done with him." the other soldier told Ambo.
The soldiers both grabbed one of Ron's arms.

Ron nodded, and the Fragano soldiatis untied the lace.

The Romano soldiers transported Ron to the Romano Mansion.

"Hey Bonifacio." The boss said."Tell me if there has been any shipments to other stores in lately?"

FRAGANO
"That was interesting, how do you plan on getting the money?" Vittorio asked.

BRUBINO
"Actually, in the next hour, a shipment to a clothing store should be coming in over the water at the dock. From their the clothes are going downtown." The Consigliere said. "Though, I doubt you want to steal clothes.

"You're right I don't want clothes, do you know of anything else." He said.

ROMANO
Ron followed the soldatis that were taking them there.

BRUBINO
"Well, there are a lot of shipments, what are you hoping for?" Benafacio asked.

"Really anything besides clothes, like maybe weapons." He said.

BRUBINO
"Specefics, please," Benfacio sighs.

MEDICI
Romano soldiers were seen by Medici, but Romano didn't see Medici.

The two soldiers walked into The Don's office with Ron, closing the door behind them, and dropped the grand on his desk. "So, you've finally arrived." Aldo said. "Sure took your time." Aldo said.
"Well Don Fragano kept us. Apparently Ron here has been harassing the other families as well. He says he's a member of some 'Gusti Family'."
"I've never heard of a Gusti Family." Aldo said to the soldiers, but looking at Ron. He opened his desk and gave the soldiers a nod of the head. They grabbed Ron and held his hand down on the desk, as The Don emerged from his desk with a large butcher knife. "Who do you work for?"

Ron struggled to move his hand but he couldn't

"Who do you work for?" Aldo asked.

"The Gusti family," Ron said, "he has no problem with me saying that either.

"Okay, well you tell 'Mr. Gusti' that I wish to speak to him." Aldo said. The soldiers still had their grip on Ron.

"Just call him right now," Ron said, giving Romano the phone number.

"Don't let him go." Aldo told the soldiers. He picked up the phone and dialed the number given to him.

A deep man's voice picked up, "Hello? If this is that telemarketer you better hang up right now."

"Gasoline to make my cocktails." Said the boss.

"Who is this?" Aldo asked, in a commanding tone.

BRUBINO
"To the East Coast, you will probably be able to get a shipment coming in two hours. Perfect, that would be how long it takes to get there," he said, looking at a map.

ROMANO
"Oh, people who call usually know who I am."