(ELLIOT POV)

You were definitely going to get quite some cash from this. A bunch of large pizzas weren’t cheap. What you didn’t think would happen though, is that you’d be… basically captured. For what purpose you may ask? To eat with them. At least the pizza was good, but that’s besides the point.

Mafioso grinned, talking with the squires and made men… and debt collectors. He raised an eyebrow, glancing over at you. He urged you to grab a slice of pizza. He pushed the box towards you a bit.

“Oh? What’s wrong, pizza boy? Not hungry anymore? That’s a shame…”