While Mrs Davidson was engaged in her conversation with Razorback, the inspector Bachmann and his assistant tried to link the call with their colleagues at the police headquarters so that by using the call they could track the the whereabouts of the caller who could lead them to Flanagan.However this was possible using radio frequency.Meanwhile, after the call with Razorback, Mrs. Davidson's hands trembled as she clutched the phone tightly, with her heart sinking with dread at the gravity of the situation. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to maintain her composure, her mind consumed with fear for her son's safety."Oh, Flanagan," she whispered, with her voice choked with emotion. "What have they done to you?"Her daughter, Jane, reached out and placed a comforting hand on her mother's shoulder, her own eyes brimming with tears. "Mom, we'll get him back, I promise," she said softly, with her voice filled with determination.Mrs. Davidson turned to her brother, Tod, seeki

Joseph stood up, alarmed at the gravity of the situation. "Did you think I would be so stupid not to discern that this wine was poisoned?""You bastard." Razorback said, with a malevolent stare which was directed towards Joseph."But we had a deal, Razorback. I thought you agreed fifty-fifty." Joseph looked disappointed.Razorback frowned his face. "Guards!" He called out.Immediately, members of the Black Serpents trooped into the opulent dining room.Flanagan, completely confused by the sudden turn of events, stared wide-eyed as the tension in the room escalated."Shit," Joseph muttered under his breath, realizing he was surrounded by members of the Black Serpents.Razorback began to laugh out loud as his voice began booming with amusement. "How dare you engage a powerful, influential hegemon like me into a fifty-fifty deal."As the laughter echoed through the room, Joseph braced himself for the inevitable confrontation, knowing that his life was hanging in the balance. Joseph had

Inspector Bachmann's frustration began to simmer beneath the surface, before he finally turned to Romeo with a begrudging acknowledgment of his presence. "Alright, Romeo," he began, as his tone was curt, "what do we do now?"Romeo met the inspector's gaze head-on, with his veteran mind already racing up with a plan. "We would need a briefcase and, of course, some armed policemen," he replied confidently.Inspector Bachmann nodded, as his expression was tense. "How many?" he asked, his voice was clipped with impatience."In order to take down Flanagan's captors, we would need to have a good number of armed men on our side, just in case, so we would not be taken unawares. I believe we would need about 25 men," Romeo stated firmly, with his gaze unwavering as he laid out his strategy.Inspector Bachmann considered Romeo's suggestion for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Alright, we'll gather the men. But remember, Romeo, if this doesn't work, you'll have a lot to answer for," he war

As Romeo struggled to his feet, his heart pounded with a mixture of fury and humiliation. The mocking laughter of the gang members echoed in his ears, each guffaw like a dagger to his pride."Look at him, boys! The mighty daring dog has been brought down to his knees like a pathetic little puppy," one of the gang members jeered, his voice dripping with derision."Yeah, and listen to that voice! Sounds like a squeaky toy trying to bark like a real dog," another chimed in, his laughter punctuated by snide remarks from his companions.Romeo clenched his fists, his jaw locked in a tight grimace as he fought to contain the seething rage bubbling within him. The insults cut deep, but he refused to show weakness in the face of this show of mockery."I bet he cries himself to sleep at night, dreaming of the glory days when he actually dreamed that he could be someone to be feared," a woman sneered, her words like venom laced with honey as she added to the chorus of ridicule.Amidst the taun

Meanwhile back at Razorback's abode, Razorback himself tried reaching out to his men that he had instructed to assess the ransom that was to be brought for Flanagan's release.With time, he grew frustrated after his efforts to reach his men failed to connect, as no one received his call."What the hell is going on? Like what the fuck is going on?" He began to utter out angrily."These bullocks are not answering their phone calls. They better not be playing with me on this one because if they are, I swear on my mother's grave, I will severe their heads and feed them to the vultures." He began cussing in no time, plunging into deep thought as to why and how information concerning the ten million dollars he requested for as Flanagan's ransom had not reached him yet.It was difficult to think that his men would betray him on this one. They had sworn their lives to him, they were bound by the blood covenant, it was a no brainer that a black serpent would abandon his commitment and a vows ju