"Be honest with me! Why would they send us heads of people from the Gang?" Old Man Quigly roared, his loud voice echoed inside his office. He glared at his son and grandchildren. "What? Are you deaf? Didn't you hear my question?"
"Father… this… we don't really know why someone would spread rumors about us. I don't understand why this happened." Soren uttered, his voice low. "I don't— "
"Soren Quigly, did you really think I am a fool?"
"Ah? Father… I would never…"
"Then tell me the truth! Why did they send us two heads! TWO HEADS! Why would someone do that?"
"I really don't know, father. We don't have any connections to the gang. I don't know why they would suddenly do this!"
"Then did you find out who did it?"