The loud sound of thunder crashing down outside, was the only sound throughout the office other than the quick tapping away at the keyboard. Only to stop for a moment here or there a ruffle through papers and check the few files on the desk. The tall dark brown hair and light caramel colored eyes, sat in the chair at the desk filling out the papers to switch some money from one bank account to the other. 

With a sigh he flipped through the papers again to make sure everything was signed with both last names. Both signatures from a different to make them look like a different person had signed them. “Does this do it then? My O’Riley account opened back up?” He asked the skinny brunette behind the desk who nodded as she took the papers flipping through them.

“I’m thinkin’ so, I just halfta finish typin’ in the paper work. Not ta mention that transferin’ the money from your main account without it tracin’ back that it came from your family name if anyone looks inta it….” She said, rumbling off a bit more about it as she kept typing before peeking at him to see the blank look as he just kept nodding at her words. Kimberly rolled her eyes and sighed a bit. “In other words, it takes a moment to cover yore tracks, Daniel.”

Daniel kind of laughed at her dumbing it down for him before shaking his head a bit. “I was following you Kim.” He received a look and he smirked a bit. “Well I was following you half way through it anyway.” He added giving an actual smile out of her as she shook her head at him. His family had known Kim's family for years, and when she came to America they helped her set up this tiny office. She was their bookie for free now days, she had so much business with the little gangs around her. 

“You know Dan, if you actually kept yore O’Riley account updated more. You wouldn't be havin’ this problem, it takes longer to make it look as active.”

“Yeah, but I would forget about it. A lot of my contacts think that I had to leave town and go back to Ireland for a year. I wouldn't have left my accounts active here.” He explained before Kim held a hand up to stop him.

“Hey now, I don't wanna know none of this shat. I’m just your accountant remember? None of the mob shat.” Kimberly said, her voice getting a bit more strict. She saw Daniel roll his eyes and nod before going back to her computer.

Daniel felt his phone buzz and pulled it out, expecting to be his father or his father’s right hand man. It was Cassidy instead and he was happy about that.He had been working for months to convince his father that the easiest to take out the Italian mob was to cut them down from the inside. With Cassidy by his side, they had managed to convince him, and Daniel fully intended to make Cassidy his right hand when he took over.

[I]Want a drink? Heard something about a place called The Cherry. We should check it out.[/I]

Daniel stared at the name of the bar for a minute smile. He had been to The Cherry quite a few times, one of the regulars, James, “helped him” get recruited into the small Irish gang calming to have dealings with the mob. He had even let James know he had worked his way into the mob for he wanted a reference for a hit sometime. 

[I]Yeah sounds like a plan, just finishing up with Kim.[/I]

He sent the text before sticking the phone back in his pocket without waiting for a text back. He looked at Kim with a small smile. “We’re almost done here yeah? I have a buddy I have to meet up with.” He asked before Kim nodded.

“Yeah, that should be doin’ it.” She answered starting to shut all of her stuff off not even paying attention that Daniel hadn't left yet until he waited for her and opened the door for her to head out. Daniel offered Kim a ride before getting in the car and texting Cassidy again to let her know he was on his way.

The thunder crashed again as Daniel got out of his car and he frowned a bit as he headed inside the little bar in the neutral zone. He was happy to be out of the rain and regretted not grabbing a umbrella before he left his house. He looked around the bar, it was much deader than he remembered it being before. Three guys in the corner talking, one watching the game, James getting his ass kicked at darts from some pretty brunette, and the redhead that was like a sister to him watching them play. He gave a nod to James seeing him look at the door, before heading towards the bar. “Tequila straight?” 

Daniel nodded towards the bartender holding up two fingers. He watched the bartender pour him a few shots, before taking them and carrying them over to a table where he could still watch the game. His eyes lingering on the brunette between her throws.

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Victor sighed rubbing a hand over his face has he get into his car, leading his head back. The had just finished up with everything Giorgio needed him to do today, and everything [i]Richard[/i] put on his plate as well. He kind of hated that prick, but he hadn't worked his ass off to get this far to open his mouth like an idiot. Now he fully intended to go to the bar to see how things went with Nicole. 

Maybe see if he could find a girl to go home with him. Though...honestly The Cherry probably wouldn't have anyone that fit his standards. Hearing his phone buzz in his bag, he reached in and dug around until he found his phone. Seeing the message from Nicole he opened it quickly and replied.

[I]What's going on? I’m heading there now, try to hold off on the excitement til I get there. Haha[/i]

He had known Nicole for years, and he had no doubt whatever ever that she could handle herself. Because honestly...she scared the fuck out of him sometimes. It was a bit of a same she wasn't going to be the one taking over. Though he knew that even Giorgio didn't say it, she was his baby.

[I]Victor watched the meeting between Giorgio and Nicole quietly. Though offering a smile and nod towards her when she looked up at him. He like Giorgio fully believed that Nicole was able to pull off finding a way into the O'Connells. She was crafty, hell she even could deal with the fucking Russians.

It was nice to see Giorgio wishing his daughter luck. As Nicole left the door Giorgio frowned looking troubled, he clearly hated to put his daughter in this situation. “Your daughter is talented. I wouldn't be surprised if she slipped in and got to their top.” He received a look and Victor shrugged. “I won't. You know I'll be there to help her if there is a situation.”

“You better be….” The tone caused Victor to blink. “I would hate for you to deal with something happening to my daughter.”

Victor frowned a bit. “Oh I know sir. It won't.”[/i]

Victor shook his head a bit as he turned off his car, fishing for the umbrella in the back seat before pocketing his keys and phone. Setting his umbrella by the door, he looked over the dead bar, his eyes lingering on the redhead that screamed both cop and doesn't belong here. Of course Nicole was kicking some poor guys ass at darts. When his eyes caught the sight of the two guys in the he smiled as they waved at him. 

They ran some of the horse races he sometime had a hand in fixing. He waved before heading to the bar. “Gin neat and a shot of bourbon.” He said before the bartender had a chance to ask. Taking the glasses he caught Nicole’s eye and sat the shot on the table for her, before winking and heading to talk to his friends.