Chapter 136 Premeditated

In the evening, at the third floor of the Imperial Night Club, Heller sat in his favorite boss chair.

He was dressed in the usual way, with tea-colored sunglasses, a floral shirt, and a light coat—he seemed quite pleased with his own taste.

This choice of attire gave him a carefree, flippant persona, and he hoped it would become his signature.

In front of the desk, the senior officials either sat or stood. Any outsider glancing at this scene would likely think this was the office of a politician or a capitalist.

But in reality, it was just the office of a gang.

The death of Will has been investigated thoroughly by my people; it was done by a force called the 'Lance family,' the majority of whom are immigrants from the Empire."

"I don't care how they became enemies with Will; the point is they killed one of our people."

"This is our turf, and only we trouble others, no one troubles us, so this won't just end like this."