Alessandro leaned back in his chair perusing the file before him closely. He compared it with another file and started working on it.

A few minutes later, his phone chimed with a message. His attention was shifted for some minutes as he stretched to pick up his phone.

He tapped on the screen and frowned when he read the message.

'Boss, we have an emergency at one of the clubs, and your attention is needed immediately. The Russians are attacking us and are carting away everything in the club.'

One of his men sent a text message to him. Alessandro let out a small gasp and stood to his feet...