[center][h1][color=orange]Cesar Ghirga[/color][/h1][/center]

Cesar began his morning on one of his less favorite activities: intimidating gamblers to pay. It's not that he didn't like making scum pay their dues, but he was sure that one day he would end up killing one of them in a fit of anger. At the moment he was waiting on the doorstep, playing with some baoding balls while waiting for him to open the door, the man asked a bit of time to dress himself, but it was more likely that he was hiding valuable stuff or trying to find a way to escape.

Seeing that 5 minutes had passed since he had talked to the man, Cesar closed his eyes and entered dead heat, as anger flowed through his blood he kicked the door down, and kicked again and again until he calmed himself breaking the door into pieces.

Now that he was inside it didn't take too long to find the man as he had gotten stuck on the bathroom window of the second floor in an attempt to climb to the roof. After pondering if he should just push him and tell Mr Corvi that he committed suicide, Cesar calmed himself and decided to pull him inside, maybe to see if he what story he had created as to why he didn't had the money in hand.  Giving the most smug smile he could make Cesar grabbed the man by his shirt collar and dragged him down to the dining room where he would begin his interrogation.

“Now that I saved your life from that predicament you were in, let's cut the chase and ask the important question, shall I take the money by force or will you  I give it to me nicely so we can go on our respective ways” Cesar said to the man coldly clearly wanting to end this quick, a quiet -thud- from one of his heartbeats coming from his chest.

“The M-mo-money? I don't​ have the money You see I had the exact amount of money but-

“You have the money” Cesar interrupted the man “I dealt with guys like you every day, you said you don't have any money but you are willing to give me what little you have” the sounds of his heartbeats started getting louder as his skin turned redder “So I am going to make myself a coffee in your kitchen, and when I get back to this table all the money you owe us will magically be there one way or another, if for some reason the money isn't there when I arrive or you try something funny? You will know how a hot ball of iron feels as it travels in your throat, putting one of the baoding balls- which had heated up from Cesar's body temperature in dead heat - into the forehead of the man.

The job seemed to have going well, given that he has maintained most of his composture when dealing with the man, he just had to collect the money and the job would be done. Returning back to the dining table Cesar found the man seated, patiently waiting for with a bag on his hands. Drinking his coffee, Cesar asked the man for the bag and quickly inspected it's insides, luckily it all was money so his job was done. Saying goodbye to the man he headed for the exit, not before recommending the man to stay out of gambling and loans. As he headed through the broken door the sound of a gun firing echoed behind him, followed by a bullet missing him by quite a margin, the man wasn't a good shot with the gun as he expected. Throwing the bag of money into the air scattering bills everywhere in the room, Cesar managed to distract the man long enough to get a hold of him and wrestling him into the ground and take his gun away from him. “Since you brought the money I will follow my promise and not stuff a ball of iron into your throat, instead I will just beat you out into half dead to release my pent up stress”.

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After that was taken care of, Cesar washed his hands, took the money of that scattered into the floor, the gun and kicked the man in the face before heading out to Mr Corvi’s meeting. Once arrived there, he became curious on the reason of why he had called all of them, was he retiring or did he discovered a traitor hiding on his ranks? The news hit Cesar like a truck, the idea of a war between the families wasn't something he expected to happen, much less wanting to participate in it, they couldn't just hide it out and Cesar hoped they would come out of it with minimal damage. Upon hearing his mission he remembered what happened earlier “I trust that Sera will prevent things from getting violent” he told Mr Corvi and Sera, and in the case they did get violent, he know had a gun to attack from a distance.