Manuel's pov👑

I opened the door and gave way for Castro to walk in. He was holding with him some clothes.

"This is the waiter's uniform for the All-King conference" He said handing me a black shirt.

I chuckled amazed.

"How were you able to get them?" I asked taking off the shirt I had on.

"With a long d***k, anything is possible" He said smirking.

I laughed unable to utter a word.

"Should I take the black gun or silver?" He asked opening the drawer.

"No...we won't do anything nasty tonight. We shouldn't let him know there's a planned attack pointed at him" I replied and he nodded.

"Whatever...