Giovanni's POV
"We know you too well, Don Dawson, so please don't misunderstand. We have to prioritize our safety. Boys, let's go," he said to the bodyguards around.
If I remember correctly, the bottles were sealed. I opened them myself, so if this was right, then they must have been drugged from the factory. So much for not booking an appointment when they seemed so prepared for me.
Well, I couldn't let them have their way. Removing my portable revolver, I fired four shots, targeting the legs of four bodyguards.
"Don Dawson," Santiago said with fear in his eyes as his bodyguards fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
"Well, that's for not telling me the drinks were drugged. Four bullets for the four bottles. I would have still drunk it even if you warned me, but what you d
