Chapitre 825: The headquarters (8)

"Again with this bullshit? I don't care. You have to wait a wee—"

Erik didn't let him finish.

"You know. For a long time, I was scared by you. You seem I was just a small boy, inside a city full of people that could snap my neck with a casual move."

Howell looked at him with a weird look. As much as he knew, Gus was already 50. There was no way he was a young kid when Howell started working for the Crystal Cross Gang.

"What the f—"

Then June moved. Erik gave him the order. He basically appeared behind Howell and grabbed him by the neck.

"I wouldn't move if I were you," he said to the man. Howell, at that point, started getting nervous, but wasn't scared.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he said, looking at Gus, or better, at Erik, in the eyes.

"I did nothing to you to warrant such a reaction from you."