A visibly sick Fraser Acosta approached with his men.
"Fraser Acosta?" William Cole furrowed his brow.
Fraser Acosta gave a fierce smirk, "Kid, you're pretty tough, you dared to speak up in the face of Lord Buddha, 'don't let me touch Minnie Wright?'"
"Bring it on then!"
"With Lord Buddha stepping in, I wouldn't dare touch Minnie Wright."
"But what the hell are you? Nothing but a barefoot doctor from a broken-down clinic."
"I've looked into your background. You were an orphan from the start, raised in an orphanage, then you became a waste of a son-in-law."
"Because you've learned some medical skills, you've met people from the Warner, Hayes and Garcia families, saved Canada's wealthiest man, Anthony Torres, and even saved Eileen Davidson in Capital City. You're lucky, you should have soared to new heights, but alas..."
At that, Fraser Acosta cracked a grin, "Then you ran into me, and your flight was destined to be grounded."