Meanwhile, somewhere in the world…
Voices in a dimly lit conference room echoed with tension. However, there was not a single person in the room. Only tablets, connected and placed on the round table in front of each empty seat. There weren't any cameras or anything — just voices from each device.
"Hector fell because he had gone foolish and asinine," came a stern voice. "He is not in his right mind for agreeing that getting Luciano's left hand would go into his side that easily. If he had played his cards better, he would've managed to cut off a limb."
"That fool," came another voice laced with ridicule. "Did you think he tattled? Luciano left a clear message that he did."
Meaning, Lucian knew the reason some people were entertaining silly ideas of ousting him—Lucian's health.
Even though greed and betrayal were part of the underworld's culture, this was not an easy subject to touch on. It was not only their lives on the line — everything and everyone was at stake.
