Bruce had fully and properly erased the boy's existence from his mind.
Now he had to deal with making plans to ensure there were no problems with him walking into the city after so long.
Bruce Slader sighed, "So we assume that he is now going to take over as new head of the Lieself Mafia House."
"Correct."
Bruce looked up at the ceiling, allowing his head to hit the wall behind him, "Fine…"
There was a softness in Adonis' words, "We'll handle it, Bruce. Things will be fine. We don't have enough information. Once we do, things will seem clearer and we will know what to do."
Bruce nodded as he straightened his body and leaned off the wall, "You're right. We will be fine. There is nothing to worry about."
"Get enough sleep, Bruce?"
"Of course, I did," Bruce said as he walked back to Clara Kane's office doors, "How much sleep does a human being need anyway?"
"A lot."