The Apartment of Charlie Pavanno ~ Midnight

Charlie Pavanno was currently enjoying a nice glass of water, his eyes held nothing but amusement, it seems that his talents were needed once again. Of course, this was for another crew entirely, although this crew, was one he had never worked for before. Surprisingly, they were not locals in Philly and he had met them via a Boxing Match that had taken place in Philly a while ago.

It was the match between Draven and Artie Bucco, he had backed Draven and ended up winning a nice pile of cash, but it was what happened after that had continued to make him smile as if he had won the freaking lottery itself...

Flashback ~ After The match of Draven vs Artie Bucco

"Mr. Pavanno!"

Turning around with his facade of charisma and charm, Charlie was met with a rather muscular henchman who looked at him with a sneer before handing Charlie a small note that was nothing but a few short words. 

"Is this meant to mean something or are you perhaps not the smartest among the security detail..."

The man growled before speaking out,

"My Employer wishes to meet you, alone, she has a couple of jobs that need doing and we have heard of your reputation. You're making connections and that has brought the attention of a Seattle Boss onto you, do you understand Mr. Pavanno?"

Charlie faltered for a second, wondering what in the hell he had done to earn the attention of a Seattle Boss.

He knew that he had been making a couple of waves, but he guessed that he had not been that discreet and it seemed that he was going to busy for a while. He shook his head before looking back to the henchman with a small nod, he gestured that he would be there, allowing the Henchman to leave with a rather pleased expression on his face.

"Well weren't you a ray of hope? Bloody bastard..." 

Now Charlie was here, his eyes remaining on the note, while he was dressed in his casual clothing, knowing that he did not need to draw attention to himself when it was meant to be a one on one meeting, with a sigh, Charlie knew that he must answer the call and so he would leave his apartment to meet with the Seattle Boss.

Charlie knew where they were to meet and it was going to be a rundown diner that barely served anything besides backroom hookers and warm beer, along with burgers that were older than the diner itself. 

"Well, let's see who calls for Charlie Pavanno..."

With that, Charlie had left his apartment, making his way towards the location of this meet. His palms though, they were sweating like he was about to meet his death, but he could not be sure after all...

(Trixxy)

Each flicker of her handwriting printed on the note as her forehead creased in concentration. She scribbled a little note in her office, her form slightly crouched as she sat at her desk. Her words weren't many but it definitely got straight to the point, that much was clear. Placing it in the envelope, she called in one of her trusted members to deliver it for her. 

She had wanted to meet somebody for a little while now, Tyki_Mikk and Adonis' friendship went a long way and she'd heard about this particular individual. Charlie__Pavanno. He came from Philly but his reputation, the way he carried himself even without being too high up in the ranks from what she believed and was told, it was all beginning to be more noticeable in Seattle leaders' eyes. She thought the way he presented himself could be useful someday, perhaps it was time for a chat with the individual. Build a bond, a friendship.

She had no idea if he would deny or accept her invitation, if he were to be so brave it would certainly shock her. She had an important cause for him coming to meet her, she needed to get to know this man a little better. It was an honour to get a moment of her time, afterall. Even though he didn't know who it was, he knew it was an important individual. He had to know. Why wouldn't he attend?

Straightening herself up a little, she placed her pen down as the man left to deliver the message to the male before moving into standing. She wore a casual but smart grey dress and as always matching heels. Heading outside of her HQ with one of her trusted bodyguards, her facial expressions neutral as she left the old building. Heading into the back of her car, she gave her driver the address and they both began to enjoy their car ride. She sat during her travels, no word being exchanged between all three individuals. She wasn't stupid enough to go anywhere without somebody with her, hell even two was often needed. For a simple meeting however, she knew she'd be fine and would defend herself well if anything were to go down. As they almost arrived, she took a soft breath as her eyes scanned the nearby places as her car passed it. It would be an interesting meeting indeed. For he didn't even know who he was meeting.

Charlie had made it to the rundown Diner, knowing that this was a meeting that could very well dictate what he did in Seattle. He did not know which of the bosses he would be meeting - Only he would not allow himself to look like a fool or a servant to the boss, whoever she was meant nothing in Philly, but in Seattle that is where her Power had lain. 

"Where the heck is this person?!?"

Charlie soon ordered himself a drink of water, although he never really touched it, he was not going to even allow his hand to graze it. He was being generous and tipped the person $50, He looked out the window and found himself looking at a Black Unmarked Car across the street. He found himself getting nervous, wondering who in the hell had been following him. 

"Well, who are you Mystery Followers?"

Little did Charlie Pavanno know that it was the F.B.I Monitoring his actions, wondering what he was doing on the South Side of Chicago. Knowing that it was a less than homely area. It was used to ditch Hookers, Sell Drugs, Do Drugs, and shit in the alleyways. With this, they were sure that it was a meeting between a Big Fish of a Family and Charlie. Whoever it was, they would be ready...

Soon enough Charlie's attention was brought to a guard that had opened the door for his employer, Charlie looked down at the glass that he had ordered before he rubbed his hands, feeling how sweaty they were and he knew then, he was nervous, but still, he put up a mask, not allowing himself to fall under. He would prevail and prove that he was ready for this kind of meeting.

"It's time..."