The limousine rolled through the streets of North Central New York, one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in New York. Sterling and Max are on their way to the “la fonte” hotel. This was the location where Sterling and Max were told to meet Ferdinand the assassin. Sterling had contacted Ross Robert, one of the best contractors in the underworld to help him get in contact with Ferdinand.The plan was simple, they would hire Ferdinand Giucerro aka Dead Man to carry out the assassination of Samuel at the most public event the Golden family holds, the ball. Sterling aims to end Samuel publicly, therefore eliminating any possible trace of his death to either him or Max. Since they will both be present at the ball as well.Sterling settled back into the plush leather seat of the limousine, his expression pensive as Max shifted beside him. "So, uncle," Max began, his brow furrowed in thought, "you mentioned this 'Dead Man' guy – the infamous assassin. What's his story?"Sterling's lips cu

The limousine Crashed through central New York. Sterling and Max stepped out of the limousine. They stepped into the grand lobby of the "La Fonte" hotel, their footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors. They made their way to the elevators, Sterling's expression tense. "You sure this is the right place, uncle?" Max murmured, his gaze sweeping across the lavish surroundings. Sterling nodded, his jaw tightening. "Ross said we'd find him here. Just follow my lead, alright?" The elevator ride up to the penthouse was filled with a heavy silence, the air thick with anticipation. As the doors slid open, they were greeted by Ross, the contractor who had helped them arrange this meeting with Ferdinand aka Dead man. Ross's connection was needed because very few people could get in contact with Ferdinand. Ross's connection in the underground world was the only way they were able to schedule, a meeting with him at the hotel. "Sterling, my friend," Ross greeted, a strained smile on

The study was softly illuminated, permeated with the exquisite scent of matured wine, while Sterling and his nephew, Max, were seated facing each other, gently tapping their glasses together. Max leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Your plan to hire Dead man was brilliant, Uncle. How did you even come up with the plan to use the orphanage caretaker to get to Dead man." Sterling swirled the deep red liquid in his glass, his gaze fixed on the dancing light. "Well, it was actually that lowly man, Mr. Gonzalez, who helped me realize the potential of this scheme." Max's brow furrowed in surprise. " yeah, I heard Jin interrogated someone who was in cahoots with the caretaker. But how could a man of little importance contribute to your grand plan?" Sterling let out a soft chuckle. "Ah! You see, Mr.Gonzalez didn't know of the role he was playing in all of this. He used to work for the Mexican cartel, just like he does now – a mere foot soldier in their ranks

Jennifer jumped at the sound of knocking but quickly pulled herself together and opened the door to see Samuel standing there, looking pretty pleased with himself."Remember, Jennifer, this is our bedroom, not just yours," Samuel said, a bit of a warning in his voice. "Lock that door again, and you'll really see my wrath."Jennifer felt a flutter in her heart and struggled to swallow. "I….am sorry, Samuel. "I assure you, it will not happen again," she stuttered, with her voice shaking just a bit. Samuel's face became gentler as he gently rested his hand on his desk. "Good. I need you to take this mission seriously, this might be your only way of showing me you are dedicated to me and the Golden family."Jennifer nodded, eyes fixed on Samuel. She answered quickly yet timidly"Of, course."Samuel started recalling the problems they were having with the Philippine gang in their territory. "I need you to find out what they're up to and where they are. And we can only do that if we capture

The room was flooded with Golden men as they surrounded every corner of the room. All with a gun in their hand. Jin stood behind Samuel, who was draped in a black turtle neck and plaid trousers. Gabriel froze the second he saw Samuel walk in. His grip on Jennifer's neck loosened, and he started stammering. "Mr. D-Don... I mean, Mr. Golden, I-I didn't realize—" Samuel raised a hand, cutting Gabriel off. "Quite, you sorry excuse for a man. You couldn’t even think for a second that this could have been a trap." He glanced at Jennifer, a nasty smile spreading across his face. Jennifer had no idea Samuel was going to be here. Jennifer's voice shook as she tried to speak, her heart racing. "Y-yes, Samuel. I was just trying to get information on the Philippine gang, like you asked." Samuel nodded, his face giving nothing away. "Good. Looks like you've done well." He turned back to Gabriel, his eyes narrowing. "Now, Mr. Gabriel, I've got a proposition for you." Gabriel swallowed hard, swe