Meanwhile, Emma is still stalking Lucas at the moment. She has been sitting in a café for several minutes, observing Lucas who is currently across the street.    What Emma finds at the moment begins to strengthen her suspicions that it is Lucas who was trying to do something bad to Victor before. Because at this time, Lucas is seen serving two strangers talking with him.    The two of them looked so different unlike people in general. The heads of the two are slightly barren in the front, with narrow eyes so much like those of an Asian.    And Emma, ​​with all her prejudices, begins to assume that the two men are criminals, who make contact with Lucas as mercenary villains like she often sees in the movies.    In fact, both of them are just Lucas' business partners who are originally from Asia. They could be from Korea, China, or maybe some countries in the oriental region. But fo

Victor is silent there for a moment, looking at the gun in front of him. It’s a Glock 19, a semi-automatic pistol. It’s a handgun so commonly used by armed and police forces in almost 50 countries.  Not that he hesitates to accept it, and this is not the first time he holds that kind of gun. In fact, he has already used the same gun when he was attacked before.  It's just that he's starting to feel like he really can't keep taking lightly every problem that comes his way. If possible, he just wants to be able to live a quiet life like before, living life as a nobody.  “What?” asks Mike, snapping Victor from his reverie. “Don’t tell me you are afraid to use a gun? You showed absolutely no hesitation the last time you snatched a gun from me. Or perhaps, should I teach you how to use it?” says Mike taunting Victor.  Victor glances a bit at Mi

Mike rubs his forehead, looking tired with Victor who is acting like a kid who doesn’t know his role, position, and his situation. He can’t imagine that someone like Victor would be Charles’s successor to be the heir of the family.“Don’t you realize you are the target here. We can’t just let you out and show your head to them,” says Mike.“What do you expect me to do? To shut silent here?” asks Victor.“Yes! Just leave everything to me. There are still so many things you can do here with Judeo and Junior,” says Mike.Victor still glares so cold at Mike, apparently unhappy with that choice. But Mike just ignores him.“Vincenzo! We leave!” calls Mike.Vincenzo immediately leaves the couch. He pats Victor on the shoulder as he passes, convincing him to just stay in the hideout.“Like he said! A boss like you shouldn't be dealing with small fries,” says Vincenzo.“Who is the boss? Didn’t you say that I’m not your boss?” Victor argues back at Mike.Mike just ignores him, averting his atte

About eight years ago, there was a music hall in the back of a café, with a glittering colorful banner mentioning La Marca. The venue was always full, because everyone could enjoy the show for free. At least, they had to make an order at the café to enter the music hall. There were so many young people from all walks of life, from different racial backgrounds. In this hall, everyone was equal in the name of music. Likewise with the café in front of it, where music performances in the hall behind the café could still be heard. The café was also always crowded with visitors. Black, white, men and women, Italian, German, Irish, Mexico, all seem to be chatting, joking around with cheerful faces. It is so much different when compared to the conditions about half a mile from the café. This kind of spirit of togetherness and being united, originated from a music band with multi-racial members who see cultural differences as a wealth to be enjoyed. There is a banjo player who comes from a m

When entering the locker room, there are still a few other nightclub female employees there. Their attention is diverted by the arrival of Emma and Judy. The more so on Judy who looks so young in their eyes.Even though Judy is already 21 years old, her face still looks so fresh and naive, like the face of a teenager. Likewise with her appearance that looks so simple and modest, almost looks like a tomboy. But it’s only on her appearance, not the way she behaves.It’s because she has left home since she dropped out of school, leaving high school as a sophomore. And so far, she has lived independently in a mediocre life.“Maria! Is she working here too?” asks one of them, to the girl who takes Emma and Judy to that locker room, seeming to ask about Judy.“Yeah, she is,” replies that girl named Maria.“Damn! What’s in their minds, letting a kid like her to work in a place like this?” whispers the other one to her friends.Despite the girl saying it in a whisper, Judy is still able to he