Kennedy exhaled a ring of smoke as he put out his sixth cigar for the day. He felt his life had started going downhill really fast in the past few months.
His second in command, Jason, had gone mad. His boy lost to a newbie, and he was still in a coma, leaving that man nothing but vengeance in his mind. But before he could have done it, his more misfortunes increased.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, his business and underground gang were hit by a huge behemoth family from the capital overnight, causing considerable losses to occur. And just as suddenly, they withdrew the next day, leaving without any explanation at all.
But Kennedy silently bore that loss without any complaints. Because he knew if he complained, his family might vanish overnight, his entire underground kingdom be damned.
Who knew that was only the start of his misfortunes?
