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

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

Hospital while still in a hospital gown, climbing into the backseat of a Rolls-Royce parked at the

Trevor through the video call, while frowning at the pile of rubble and garbage

supporting them financially

"Her son..."

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

was going to use the Rolls-Royce. After all, he preferred to take the wheel himself, and he really did not like being chauffeured

chauffeur, Frank turned toward the slum and found the red

normally would, and he heard a

old woman

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