Trevor Zurich was clearly aware that Frank had been incapacitated for days.

As soon as Frank called, he said quietly, "Stanley Durban has arranged that bullshit funeral for Geon Kramer. Mr. Lawrence, we should—" "I know. It's fine."

Frank stopped him, his eyes flashing sharply as he continued, "My business isn't a priority. My brother's is."

"Brother... You mean Tidus Simmons?"

"Yes." Frank nodded and said bluntly, "Find out where Blackie is. He will pay for his treachery!"

"Yes, sir!"

away when he heard

after he hung up, he sent Blackie's location to Frank and called again. "I've sent a car to take you there, along with a new

a hospital gown, climbing into the backseat of a Rolls-Royce parked at the square

video

home should be there-his mother is blind, but Tidus has been supporting them financially

"Her son..."

leveling a look at the mountainous piles of garbage around, muttering to himself. "I wonder what she'd think if she knew that her son killed her other son for money." While Trevor appeared thoughtful and did not answer, Frank got out of the car. "Alright. This is my

he was going to use the Rolls-Royce. After all, he preferred to take the wheel himself, and

chauffeur, Frank turned toward the slum and found

a person normally would, and he heard a cough before an

old woman had nothing

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