章 51: Cleaning House

"What are you talking about, Don Luca?" Spark demanded, his voice rising in panic as he realized that his boss was turning against him. "And who the fuck is this guy, coming in here acting like he's some hot shot?" he shouted, attempting to confront Vincent, but Don Luca's firm hand slammed onto the table, silencing him.

"Sit your fucking ass down," Don Luca commanded, his voice stern. He slowly rose from his seat, his gaze fixed on Spark. "This man is like a brother to me, someone I trust with my own life. And what he showed me is so damning that no one can refute it," Don Luca declared, his tone unwavering as he stared at Spark with cold gaze.

Spark's gaze moved towards the warehouse door as he heard what his boss said, wondering why James and his men hadn't intervened yet as they spent a lot of time not acting according to the plan.