Diarmid was grinning at Addy as they were drinking a coffee after dessert. This was a man he could get along with any day of the week. He was blunt and while there was no doubt his casinos were a cover for the dirty work of a mafia Don, there was a quality about the Italian which appealed to him. Addy hating Stavros Pappas as much as Diarmid did, had him ready to make the man his new best friend for life.
“You and Lita should ride with me and Arwen to the fight. We can only enter in no more than groups of four. My security will already be on site.”
He looked to Lita who shrugged. “I’m good with the plan. It doesn’t bother you to watch Arwen get into fights?”
Addy chuckled, “my friend, I cannot wait to introduce you to the world of these girls fighting. I fell in love with Arwen the minu
