Nick stared at Boss Falco pouring himself a glass at a leisurely pace.
'What does he want? Why did he find me?' Nick racked his head but could only conclude that he had to wait and hear from the horse's mouth.
"Mmm…" Boss Falco savored the taste of whatever he was drinking and voiced after glancing at Nick, "Oh, where are my manners? Let me pour a glass for you too…"
Nick remained silent, only maintaining a heavy gaze at the boss.
With the sound of liquid pouring from a liquor bottle into a glass cup, Boss Falco began, "And sorry about all the… ceremony. I wanted you to take my arrival seriously."
"Then you can stop the car and have these men be someone else," Nick retorted.
"Hmgh," the fat and heavy-looking goon grunted and flicked Nick's jaw.
Nick turned to his left, and said to the big guy, "You think I'm afraid of you?"
"Hey, boys, calm down," Boss Falco said while laughing. He handed Nick the glass and continued, "Kiddo, Goro, here is a two-time national sumo champion…"
