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Robby was glad to be back at his fancy condo, nothing looked bad in Nevada especially in Las Vegas, it was better than the HQ, TheKing was making final arrangements, Robby had supported most of his work, he was just a Goomba he shouldn't know better than to support, he was even extra glad to have a friend come over. Well it wasn't his friend it was his dad's friend, it wouldn't be too hard to try and be friends with him. His dad always talked about him. Robby walked towards the bathroom he was going to have a nice shower, it was also a good time to reflect on his thoughts a little bit, his father had died from the cops, two bullet wounds, it surprised him that after hearing things from Detroit, that the police was able to take his father out, a good, respective, skilled associate of Robert's, later he had also heard that Robert was going to kill his father anyway, out of the some mistakes his father had made which Robby wasn't sure of.
He turned on the pipe and breathed as the hot water sprayed his face and his body, he will try and do well to not follow in his father's footsteps, things like that are heavily risky for his future life, when Robby had seeked out Robert, and tried to convince him if he could join him once more, resulted in his bodyguards shoving him outside, that was when he saw one of his father's other friends walked over to him and invited him and gave him a position in Las Vegas, he was not entirely happy by the turn of events, but Robby had decided it would be ok for now, till he reached his father's rank, Robby offed the pipe, and dried himself, put on some fresh new clothes, he was going to have to get back to the HQ soon, but his father's good friend Diablos was traveling from LA just to meet with him, in his very own place, he was also known as RHM to Robert, apparently since he was his father's friend and didn't seem to be hostile to anything that had happened with his father, he walked over to his couch, bringing a whiskey from the kitchen and set it on the nearby table, knowing he wouldn't be wanted in the HQ anytime, he would consider this his free time, to mess around and have some fun with himself, a couple seconds later he had heard the phone ringing, he ran halfway across the room to pick it up, it was Diablos, "Hey Robby, I'm in Las Vegas, just tell me the address to your place, I'll be there in good time."
Robby gave him the address, after he sat and waited still thinking of all the times of how his mother used to support him and how his dad told him stories, at his young age he was already involved in the mafia, maybe when Diablos comes, he can find out how to help himself, figure out everything, it was not like Diablos hadn't had anything better to do, hell he was a RHM coming to a lowly Goomba just to see how his father's son turned out to be. |