CHAPTER 22

At the center of the room behind a massive mahogany desk, sits the mafia lord Oscar Morgan. A formidable figure dressed in an impeccably tailored suit. His steely gaze commanded respect as he observed the bustling around him.

The air is heavy and the murmurs of whispered conversation, surrounding him are his loyal lieutenants.

An awful smell filled the room. A cigarette is placed between his middle and index finger. Oscar Morgan puffs out smoke from his mouth, white smoke dancing in the air traveling to the ceiling.

Mr. Derrick and Danny were both seated before the mafia lord Oscar Morgan.

Danny coughed, the irritating smell filling his nostrils. He tried using his hand to cover his nose, Mr. Derrick gave him a cold look which made him resist his actions.

Oscar's gravelly voice cut through the silence

“Derrick, it's been a long time since you visited me. Why are you here?” His voice echoes through the room.

“I am here to talk about business.”

“What kind of business?” Oscar said wit
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