Avery walked inside the salon and scanned the place for the stylist. She was nowhere in sight, so Avery used the opportunity to sit.
She placed a call to her however and she picked it up immediately.
"Hi, good morning. Where are you?"
"I'm at the salon. How can we meet and discuss?"
"Just do as if you want to go to the restroom, I will meet you," she explained and hung up.
Avery cleared her throat meaningfully and looked at one of the stylists around. "Where's the restroom, please?"
"There, just go straight. You will see it."
Avery stood and bowed slightly. "Thank you," she muttered and followed the direction that was explained. She entered the restroom, her gaze searching around quickly for the stylist.
"Looking for me?" A soft voice said suddenly behind her.
Avery turned to look at the stylist, a smile on her face. "Should we go elsewhere to discuss? Are you sure you are ok here?"
The stylist nodded briefly. "Besides, what I'm about to tell you was gotten through dubious means. I had to give him half of the money you gave to me before he could speak. He said it was a piece of top-notch information and it could get him killed if revealed," she confessed.
Avery's eyes widened with shock. "Really?"
The stylist nodded briefly. "That was why I asked you to come here. I can't be sure who and who is watching me. Anyways, let's talk so we can leave this place before anyone notices that something is weird."
Avery nodded once. "Alright, go on. And I also promise to give you something for the stress and to cover the amount that the man collected from you. You wouldn't lose."
The stylist smiled. "I will really appreciate that. Thank you!" She released a sigh. "So, according to what he said, this particular person," she gestured to the picture she was holding. "_came to Italy some weeks back. And in fact, he isn't a citizen of Italy and even had a duet with Maximo. That's all I got."
Avery was surprised but she tried to hide it. "You don't know where he came from?"
The stylist shook her head briefly. "That's all I know and I would like you to return now."
Avery nodded briefly. "Will you have the cheque or should I send it to your account?"
"Just send it. I don't want it to show that I transacted with you. Bye for now," she finished and walked out.
Avery hesitated as she thought about everything the stylist had said. If David wasn't a citizen of Italy, that meant he wasn't a mafia lord in Italy. Then, where could he have come from? Well, Maximo held him in high esteem. Asides, the stylist said Maximo and David had a duet. It was what was common among mafia lords. So, he was really a mafia lord. She was sure of it.
But where could he have come from? And why was he in Italy?
Then she remembered, the expression on his face when she told him about Grey. She didn't count it as anything at that moment but now that she thought about it, it was kind of weird. David was shocked. That aside, he knew that she was from Jacksonville.
Well, there was a possibility that she was just trying to look for ways to find out who he was. But at the same time, she could be right.
To be sure of everything, she was going to do a final test.
Avery remembered that Grey had a tattoo of a viper on his back. She was going to check David's body for it.
She released a sigh, mentally cursing herself. There was no way David would be Grey. It just wasn't possible. Besides, even though they look alike, they act differently.
But Avery was going to check to be clear of everything. Then, maybe she could start thinking of a way to find David's real identity.
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