[color=00FFFF][h2][center]Tyler DeGarrio[/center][/h2][/color]

Silence.  There was finally silence amongst all the loud music and cursing in the streets below, but now there was silence.  A silence that came with a price.  In the morning there would be news of death.  The tenants of the street below that caused the ruckus would be found dead, stuffed in a dumpster with no signs as to who did such a criminal act.  Tyler slept peacefully that night, knowing that the silence would only be temporary before cops and investigators showed up to question anyone within the vicinity of the crime, just to make sure no one within the apartment building had anything to do with it.  His peace that night was all he needed, and when the morning came he awoke with a soft smile on his face.  The morning rays filtered into his penthouse apartment and illuminated the bedroom.  He groaned as he rolled over.  Thankfully there was no one beside him.  He had been on a sort of binge of men.  Having a new guy every other night had become a thing as of late, but Tyler wanted peace and quiet.  The Godfather had called a meeting and he needed his rest.

He would always remember his ex, the man who died for him, at least that is what he thought.  Andre had given him so much and here he was being a complete whore, but he supposed it was his way of grieving.  Standing from the bed, he moved to the bathroom to take his shower and complete his morning routine.  It was a lot that went into what people saw when he walked out of his house.  He was always well manicured though he didn't mind getting his hands dirty.  Tyler looked himself over in the mirror before deciding what best to wear to the meeting.  A long elegant coat beyond its time and tight fitting pants with an equally revealing shirt that showed just enough but hid what was important.

Tyler smirked looking at the mirror.  His androgynous ways didn't go unnoticed in the Canaglia Gang.  No one dared voice any type of displeasure, because it meant dealing with his wrath, and it was a powerful wrath indeed.  There was a reason Tyler was the go to when it came to certain things within the gang, and he would not allow his reputation to slip not even an inch.  A spell circle appeared before him as he stepped through it.  At the same time a circle appeared in the office where the meeting was being held.  Tyler walked in just as Michael was giving out orders to who would do what.  

Yes, Tyler was late, but this wouldn't be the first time he was late.  The spell circle dimmed and shut down behind Tyler as he took his rightful seat and listened to Michael finish giving out assignments.  Fortunately he was paired with competent members of the gang.  Kennison and McDowel.  Those were his partners for this little mission.  They had to check on things and make sure that a group of newbie loan sharks new who ran the city, the only obstacle was that Michael didn't want them to ice anyone.

[color=00FFFF]"Where's the fun in that?"[/color] Tyler commented with a sly smirk as Michael finished giving orders.  He stood to his feet and nodded indicating he understood his orders and looked to Kennison and McDowel.  Kennison had already affirmed to The Godfather that he could count on them, and he was right, they would get the job done regardless.  As they left the room, Harvey proceeded to talk causing Tyler to look over in his direction.  [color=00FFFF]"I suppose so,"[/color] he said, [color=00FFFF]"anyone need a way there?  Spell circles are fun to travel through."[/color]

At that moment Kennison informed them that he had the location and that they should be on their way.

[color=00FFFF]"Fabulous,"[/color] Tyler responded as he clasped his hands together and spoke in the old tongue.  As he separated his hand, a spell circle appeared on the palm of his right hand, and when he thrust it forward the spell circle appeared on the wall.  [color=00FFFF]"After you gentlemen,"[/color] he stated wanting to get this mission done and over with so he could have a little fun.

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