Chapter 25

• The other four people present on the table were left unnoticed. Two of them were Giovanni’s men, two Capos George Cyrus and Henry Gomez to be exact, and other two were Antonio’s assistants. Only when Steve Antonio fell to a difficult position that one of his men took the courage to speak.
• “Mr. Michaelis, what my boss Antonio was trying to say is that we don’t want to paint our islands in blood. You’ve known Anarchy for a long time and as much as we want to help, we will be under the suspicion of The Commission if we give a direct help to anyone involved in your case,” the man with an eyeglasses said with sincerity and straightforwardness.
• Henry Gomez scoffed. He was thirty-six and was one of the oldest capos of the Michaelis Clan. Tall and a big man himself, he looked at Steve Antonio’s assistant and gruffly said, “Anarchy has been on its own since the ancient times. When it needed help, the Michaelis Clan showed up without a question. Now that the Michaelis Clan has come to seek for hands, you want to give us fists and punch us in the face instead.”