The man had Lovina up against the wall, when Gilbert tackled him. Lovina ran towards Antonio, I have to leave, now!" she yelled as she ran past.
"Lovina!"
"So that's the whore's real name huh? I'll find her!" the man cried, and Antonio pulled his battle ax out of nowhere and faced the man.
"You go anywhere near my girlfriend, I'll kill you, and she is not a whore."
"Okay man calm down!" Gilbert let the man up, who ran away from them. Antonio put away the battle ax.
"Hey, matador, you sure she's drinking and not gambling or with the mob again?"
"I'm sure why?"
"That guy asked if Lovina was Felicia Lov Vargas. Then said she owed him money."
"Felicia Lov Vargas? That's not her mob name. she dresses like a guy and goes by Romano Vargas. Even for gambling."
"Mon ami, I believe our angry Italian is hooking." Cut in France.
"what?" Antonio was confused.
"I have made love with lots of woman and they all ways change their real name. If she's dressing like a whore and using her sister's first name, mon ami, I'm afraid she is a whore, also known as hooking."
"But, Lovi despices those kinds of woman. She would never stoop that low, no matter how far in debt she is."
"She may say that but the clues point to her hooking."
Antonio lowered his head, knowing his friends were right and there was no escaping what was right in front of him. He slouched a little and looked at his friends, "So how we stop her before she hooks with the wrong guy?"
"we follow her with this," Gilbert pulled out his phone and in a few seconds showed them the screen, which showed a red dot moving on a map. "I had the liberty of placing a tracker in all of our work phones, since we don't go anywhere without them."
Antonio smiled, "Mi amigo, you are a brilliant man! Come on, before she runs into a mob member and attempts to hook with them."