I guess Alexi is aware that his nightclub watcher is a completely useless fart of a man after all. ‘’I pay an accountant to do the books, and they told me you haven’t filed anything with them for three months.’’

He slams another drawer and physically moves fatty over when he stumbles in his way and I guess this is what pissed Alexi looks like, yet it’s hard to tell, as apart from an edgy tone he seems completely in control. Three months?

Yet I have been throwing every receipt and paper at Luciano on a daily basis for the past two of those.

Interesting!

I guess I can forgive...