desi stepped into the accardi famiglia headquarters, readjusting the satchel over his shoulder. he glanced down at the files, fixing the latch on the bag. he wasn't really in a hurry, but he certainly didn't want any of his things to be stolen. he didn't trust this place. it was full of criminals, after all.

desi wasn't a mafioso. he had an agreement with the don, however, and their organizations worked together on a normal basis. desi headed an underground informative society that went by the name 'the beehive.' he had hundreds of informants working for him, relaying information to him. he knew anything and everything. it was mostly anonymous, too. dante accardi wanted that information. desi only agreed if there was profit, and he was paid up front.