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 suit and phone." "Good." Frank nodded, satisfied by

in a hospital gown, climbing into the backseat of a Rolls-Royce parked at the square outside. After he got in, the Rolls-Royce sped off and

video call, while frowning at

mother is blind, but Tidus has been supporting them

"Her son..."

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.

told the chauffeur to take a cab and leave on his own, since he was going to use the Rolls-Royce. After all, he preferred to take the wheel himself, and he really did not

turned toward the slum and found the red brick

on the door as a person normally would, and he heard a cough before

said gingerly, since the old woman had nothing to do with

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