Chapter Seventy: Mystery man

“Thank you.” Xander smiled at the cashier and picked up his coffee and stepped out of the cafe when a voice calling his name stopped him dead in his tracks.

“Mr Moretti.”

Xander searched the area before his eyes landed on a man in a black polo shirt wearing a pair of dark aviators.

“Who’s asking?” Xander eyed the man suspiciously, nothing about the man seemed familiar and a face was something Xander never forgot.

Removing the glasses from his eyes, the man nodded to a nearby bench, “Arnold Ludwig. I have a message for you.”

Normally Xander would have ignored the man and walked away, but he could shake the feeling that the stranger had something to do with Darrio, so against his better judgement he took a seat at the bench.

“Speak.” Xander commanded.

“You’ve been asking questions you don’t want the answers to, Don Moretti, I suggest you stop and carry on with your business as usual.” The man stated, keeping his eyes on the black car parked across the street where Alonso watched t