Don Alejandro Harabero strode confidently into the the Club Abyss. His guards were on standby, as Ibiza
was a Maltese station. However, due to his position, he was always capable of defending himself.
The Don made his way to a bar, most likely where Vin Chenzo would be located.
There was much to address, positive and negative. All he knew for sure was it will be a long discussion.
