The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Jagoan, who had been inquiring about the prison’s situation from Lucas, overheard all the conversations between the bosses of the first and second prison districts. He had not anticipated the existence of such hidden tensions within a prison in downtown New York, which didn’t even have an open-air playground.

Observing the unfolding dynamics, Joseph, the boss of the Second Ward, seemed to be plotting an opportunity to strike a significant blow to Gustavo, the Mexican drug lord who led the First Ward. Gustavo might lead a luxurious life in the prison, beyond the reach of other inmates, but he too had his concerns. Despite his family’s influence, the murderous drug dealers couldn’t enter the United States, let alone the Brooklyn Prison to aid him. His safety and the fate of his family rested in the hands of the US government and the Rothschild family.

Lucas, noticing Joseph’s unusual behavior, turned to Jagoan and remarked, “Joseph’s actions today are peculiar. He might be scheming something.”

Curious, Jagoan inquired, “What makes you think so?”

Lucas explained, “Joseph doesn’t usually associate with Gustavo. He’s an old-school American gang member who values direct confrontation and personal heroism. Gustavo, on the other hand, is cunning and ruthless, willing to employ underhanded tactics, including violence against competitors, Mexican police, and even civilians. Gustavo is like a venomous snake, preferring covert, deadly strikes. Joseph typically keeps to himself, but now he’s provoking others, suggesting he intends to stir up trouble.”

Jagoan nodded, surprised that Lucas’s analysis aligned closely with his own assessment of Gustavo’s character. It was evident that Lucas possessed exceptional awareness of the prison’s environment and the ability to decipher people’s motives—an asset rarer than the strength of the other inmates.

Lucas noticed that the iron doors leading to the dining hall from both prison areas had been closed by the guards. Turning to Jagoan, he inquired, “All the prisoners are here now. By the way, is Peter Cole, the one you’re looking for, here?”

observed every prisoner entering

“If someone entered but isn’t in either of the two prison areas, it’s likely that the Rothschild family is

were hiding someone

hiding the person you’re looking for, my estimate is that no

concerned. He had assumed Peter Cole would be detained in one of the prison areas, making it possible to

he had imagined. If he couldn’t locate Peter Cole in the prison area, his next resort would be to employ his reiki for a thorough

isolated targets within a wide expanse, much like discovering Zeba in a valley where she was the sole living individual. However, the prison comprised numerous people densely inhabiting it. Releasing reiki would promptly detect thousands of individuals, necessitating the arduous task of sifting through each

allowed him to sense the general situation, it didn’t provide him with the ability to see every detail. Everything could only be perceived through the

the inmates to the dining hall. Since Peter Cole wasn’t there, Jagoan could employ

bypassing the first and second prison areas, and commenced a comprehensive scan of the

At that moment, there were at least seventy to eighty people present, going about their duties or eating

extended his exploration to the lower level. Approximately a hundred people were working there, engrossed in their tasks or having their meals. There was no indication that anyone was