The Waiter

“Ew… a waiter! You want me to be a waiter?” shouted Marcellus at Kubo Kayo.

“Listen, boy! Do what I say? I don’t want any tantrums,” scolded Kayo, a tall, stoic-faced man. Even though he was angry at Marcellus no one could tell that from his face.

“Sorry Kayo,” apologised Marcellus.

“Now wear it and come with me,” said Kayo.

“But why are we here? Why in this hotel?” asked Marcellus.

“We are here to check out the girl who has been in the centre of everything. Three nominees checked her out, we too have to. We have to find out who she is why is she important?” said Kayo.

“We can get our people to find that out. Why us?”

“Because when you become the supreme boss, you sometimes have to do your work on your own. I have told you some killings must be done by us so that there is no witness, no loose ends to tie. See, for example, Yoshiro, he sent his slaves to kill other people and ultimately that was his downfall. With his slaves, Stephan and Vicktor found out the owner and Michelangelo too