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 Frank's cold

up, he sent Blackie's location to Frank and called again. "I've sent a car to take

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

the video call, while frowning at

them financially for years, affording them a stable life. That's why Blackie's mother considers

"Her son..."

snorted, 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

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 like being

toward the slum and found

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

gingerly, since the old woman had nothing to

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