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Maneuvering his way through the traffic, Alan walk

Maneuvering his way through the traffic, Alan walked briskly to Quadro’s, Daga’s family-owned Italian restaurant... Continued from Part 1
#story titled The debt that was paid

Maneuvering his way through the traffic, Alan walked briskly to Quadro’s, Daga’s family-owned Italian restaurant. He knew he had to plead for more time. Guilt consumed him from the inside, not because he wanted Nikki’s money, but because when he looked through her purse, there wasn’t any to be found.

Her boss might have delayed her salary, yet again.

Pushing the door through, he entered only to lay eyes on Daga seated in the back with his two burly bodyguards standing on either side while Daga chatted away with someone in his booth.
Maneuvering his way through the traffic, Alan walked briskly to Quadro’s, Daga’s family-owned Italian restaurant... Continued from Part 1
#story titled The debt that was paid

Maneuvering his way through the traffic, Alan walked briskly to Quadro’s, Daga’s family-owned Italian restaurant. He knew he had to plead for more time. Guilt consumed him from the inside, not because he wanted Nikki’s money, but because when he looked through her purse, there wasn’t any to be found.

Her boss might have delayed her salary, yet again.

Pushing the door through, he entered only to lay eyes on Daga seated in the back with his two burly bodyguards standing on either side while Daga chatted away with someone in his booth.