Walking into the Dolminico's headquarters was actually easier than anyone would have expected considering their reputation, though that was mostly because they followed tradition and used a restaurant as a facade to the public.
Although most of those who could afford dining there were in the know about their criminal background, it didn't matter to them since it quickly arose to beco the best restaurant which was saying a lot considering how the city's trade was hospitality.
"I'm sorry, Sir, do you have a reservation?" The hostess stopped Uriel in his tracks.
"I don't, but..."
"Then you'll need to co back at a later date, our tables are filled." She apologized in a professional way.
"It's fine, I'll just make one right now."
"You could make a reservation, but I'm afraid that won't be possible today. We also have a dress code." She said, only this ti her tone wasn't apologetic but cold. As a hostess, she was the first line of defense against people who would break their etiquette and even the authorities.
She didn't look like much as her arms were thin and her height comparable to a regular human, but Uriel could see she was a heavenly rank hunter and knew she had to be a hybrid.
"One mont please," Uriel turned his back on her and produces his smartphone from his track to call soone. The hostess scoffed at Uriel expecting her phone to start ringing and waited to pick up the call and reject his reservation on the spot, but that didn't co to happen as he called soone else though she couldn't figure out who since she could only hear half of the conversation.
"hi, yes, it's . At your restaurant, yes. Yes. A date." He hung up his phone.
"Do I need to repeat myself? You can't enter this restaurant without a reservation."
"It's okay, I'll just wait." Uriel shrugged and waited for soone to co and let him in.
"You can't do that in here. You had your chance, I'm calling security now," The hostess pushed a button below the nearest desk and shortly after two won arrived. The hostess pointed the newcors towards Uriel, though instead of them escorting Uriel out like she expected one of them slapped her hand.
"Abby! Don't you know it's rude to point at people with your finger? Grab your stuff, you're fired."
"Fired?" The woman's eyes beca wide as dishes and began crying.
"Co on, she's just doing her job." Uriel turned his head to say while the other woman led him to a VIP room.
"You're still the sa kind man I rember, but I don't think Miss Chiara will let her go without punishnt." The woman who led him to the room chuckled.
"I didn't say she didn't need to be punished, just that there was no need to fire her. Why don't you send her in to serve my table? That should be punishnt enough." Uriel let out a mischievous smile the woman returned.
After cleaning herself as fast as she could, Abby was sent to wait on Uriel while Chiara got ready for her date with him. The waited remained red faced the entire ti out of embarrassnt, though no one told her who that man was.
When Chiara showed up, Uriel stood up to greet her and pulled her a chair which caused the young heiress to the criminal empire blush in a bright red color.
"Why now of all tis? I've been trying to date you for the longest ti and not just to get information out of you." Chiara let out with a flirtatious smile.
"For starters, you were still in highschool when we t. And also, I'm not too fond of your brother." Uriel replied with feigned honestly.
"Well, I'm not in highschool anymore and my brother was dealt with." Chiara nodded.
"So, why did you want to date ?"
"If you want honesty, why don't you start by telling the real reason why you ca." Chiara's eyes glimred in erald green as she sipped her wine causing the hostess who now acted as a waiter to cower in fear. Chiara was young, but contrary to her wiser predecessor she wasn't against using violence to keep people in line.
"I want to know where Luna is. Her trace has gone cold and I could really use your help with this." Uriel sighed.
"I'm less than inclined to do you any favors at the mont, especially if it is to find one of my competitors." Chiara replied.
"Competitors? I'm not seeing anyone at the mont, except for you that is. I was really hoping to see where this led, but if you're not willing to even help with sothing so small, then I guess this is it. Thanks for the al, I'll see myself out." Uriel cleaned his mouth with a napkin despite hardly even trying out the food and turned to leave.
Chiara remained sitting waiting to call his bluff, but she started to panic when she realized he really exited the room.
"It's your last na!" Chiara shouted prompting Uriel to poke his head back inside the room. "Gosh, I knew you wouldn't leave and still fell for it."
"What does my last na have to do with anything!?" Uriel asked after fully stepping back into the room.
"I'll tell you where you can find your friend, but if you want to know the rest... you will have to co back to ," Chiara said, certain that she had the upper hand since Uriel himself didn't know what she knew. "She's northeast, in a place that used to be called Navajo nation or sothing like that.
Be warned, it's not a friendly place for humans and..." Chiara's words were cut short by a powerful wind blast hitting the building from the outside as shadow tendrils appeared from beneath the table.
"Guess we're out of ti, I'll make it up to you so other day." Uriel smiled at Chiara, then tipped his fedora hat before leaving for real this ti.
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