Gregorio huffed as he puffed out smoke from cigarette as he walked into the park. As usual, it was a school day and most kids and their parents weren't here, even the smallest of children weren't here. Which was a good thing, at least for him. The last thing he'd let happen was to have children get caught in the crossfire of mafia business. He inhaled the smoke as he blew it out as he walked along, surely that guy wouldn't be here, probably not after his behavior the other day. Or maybe he would? Greg stopped as he thought he saw a familiar head in the park, was it that guy?