Angelo straightened up when the door opened, a bit of light coming into his blank eyes, only one person wouldn't knock.
Nikolai didn't come in, standing at the doorway. "Come here."
Angelo rose to his feet, forgetting to be wary of the Mafia King. He had been all alone in the room ever since breakfast, even if there was something to be cautious of, he would brave it to avoid the mind-numbing boredom he had been sitting in for hours.
"We're going downtown," Nikolai briefly informed him, turning around to walk off, leaving a faint cloud of cigar smoke behind him.
"To do what?" He asked with narrowed eyes, he had a bit of a truce with the Mafia King but that was all it was, trust was still miles away.
Nikolai didn't slow down, a slight smile stretching his lips. "It's not to get your hair done, don't worry."