Just as the Soranos' executives and retainers almost cto an agreement, an authoritative voice barked from the doorway, "What's going on here?!" Silence quickly ensued, with most of them keeping their heads down in reverence while an old man shuffled inside.

His back was hunched and his visage ancient, but he carried himself with authority.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, his eyes piercing studying everyone.

none other than Zico Sorano, the head

had happened, keeping his narrative neutral as he reported the facts of what he

an Ascendant rank named Frank Lawrence?" Zico was focused on Frank, barely paying the writhing Willy any attention as he thought

with even the

to protest, springing to his feet and bellowing, "He hurt your grandson, and in our own house! It's a slap in our collective faces, and we're supposed to apologize?! We'd be making

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