Chapitre 67: Chapter - 67 What Is A Mafia King?

Tristan's Point Of View

"Who is it from?" Sylvester asked, drawing everyone's attention.

I looked up and noticed Ferdinand looked sick to his stomach. I began to get a little worried. He looked at me and then sighed. Sylvester got up from his seat and snatched one of the envelopes from Ferdinand.

"Shit! No way..... But, why?" Sylvester said, ripping open the letter as Ferdinand opened his.

As they read them, their features became increasingly worse. Sylvester's must have been exceptionally worse, because by the time he was done reading it his knees hit the porch.

"Is he serious!? A plus one!? That's just asking for trouble!" Sylvester yelled.

"Who? Let me see..." Bellamy said holding out his hand.

They all basically passed around the letters looking more and more withered by the minute. Ferdinand eventually picked me up and carried me towards the house without a word.