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

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,

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 eventually

where Blackie's hiding?" Frank asked Trevor through the video call, while frowning at the

has been supporting them financially for years, affording them a stable life. That's why

"Her son..."

himself. "I wonder what she'd think if she knew that her son

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

chauffeur, Frank turned toward the slum and found the

up and knocked on the door as a person normally would, and he heard a cough before an elderly woman asked,

the old woman had nothing to do with

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