The next morning, looking at Nora lying next to her, Ethan rolled over and got up.

After doing a hundred push-ups, then going out for another half an hour, Nora was still asleep when he returned to his lodgings sweating.

For her, there seems to be no concept of waking up early and sleeping until what time counts.

Since Nora has been away for a long time and has no place to stay in Banshee Town, she is reluctant to live with Alex's widow, so Ethan simply asks her to live with him for a while.

It's safer to live here than for her to go to a motel, and she can practice guns if she has nothing to do.

As for what to do next, the two decided to find an entry point first and take over Alex's original team.

The rotten ship also has a few nails, and in the tribal council, Alex still has a few cronies.

As for who it is, it is up to Nora to communicate with Alex's wife to see if his wife can provide some clues, after all, Nora never cares about these things.

Ethan rehydrated and went headlong into the bathroom.

Inside Procout's Villa, a knock on the door broke the silence of the early morning.

The man lying on the bed opened his eyes, yawned, and pushed away the arm that was on his body.

Proct put on his dressing gown and opened the door.

Borden lifted his glasses, and the knuckles on his hand were broken.

Ignoring the naked women lying on the bed, he said to Procott, "Sir, about that man, he is ready to talk. ”

Borden had not slept all night, but his face was not tired, and there was still a little excitement in his eyes.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, wait for me for a few minutes."

It didn't take long for Procott to walk out of the bedroom in full dress.

The two of them walked together to the basement, and when they reached the secret room, Borden slowly pushed open the wine rack and opened the secret door.

Since the last incident, he had not stockpiled a large number of arms in his house, except for a chair and a table in the middle, the secret room was empty.

On top of the chair sat a middle-aged man in a cargo coat, his face was bloody and fleshy, one eye was swollen high, and the other was still intact when he saw Procott appear, blinking wildly.

"I think you're ready to talk to me, right?"

As Proctor spoke, he motioned for Borden to undo the few rings of tape that were wrapped around the man's mouth: "It looks like you've had a good night together. ”

Borden smiled and tore the tape off his mouth.

The man in the overalls kept twitching his mouth and tears in his eyes.

Seeing such a tough guy being made like this by Borden, Proct shook his head: "I'm sorry, Borden's style has always been like this, I've said him many times. ”

"But don't worry, people's recovery ability is very strong, and these wounds will heal, as long as you make sure that you can live until that time."

Seeing the man in the overalls nodding slowly, Procott tapped the back of his hand with satisfaction:

"Has Jim Cage been supplying Philadelphia all this time?"

The man in the overcoat replied weakly, "That's right. ”

"And his price is lower than yours, and the supply is sufficient." The man in the overalls spat out a tooth from his mouth and said slurredly:

"Not just Flachier, but all of your original channels have been taken over by him."

Procott gritted his teeth, a smile on his face:

"Thank you."

He glanced at Boden, then turned and left the basement.

"Wait a minute, I've told you everything." The man in the overcoat felt the murderous aura behind him, and struggled frantically: "You psychotic, crazy person, stay away from me." ”

Borden took off his glasses, picked up a wire rope with handles at both ends from the table next to him, and stepped forward.

After a while, the basement fell completely silent.

On the balcony, Proctor sat on a chair, looking at the Wing Chun wooden stakes on the side, and had no intention of practicing.

For him, now is the time to take the consequences.

Although he successfully escaped the charges this time, not only did he completely cut off the hope of further encroaching on the Chino Moon Casino, but even the income of the original slot machine was directly reduced to zero.

This is the reason why he has been reluctant to do anything to Alex before, and directly cut off a large amount of legal income, and the original channel for money laundering is gone.

Including the bombing of the independence factory, and then a series of events occurred, which led to the delay in resuming production.

Flachier, the leader of the largest black gang in Philadelphia and his own largest distributor, has been robbed by rival Jim Cage.

Now that even his foothold is at stake, and he must turn things back on track as soon as possible.

It didn't take long for footsteps to sound.

Procott looked up and said to Borden, "You can contact Jim Cage and say I want to meet him." ”

Borden nodded and picked up the phone.

Ethan parked the police car and walked into the Myers restaurant.

During the morning rush hour, most of the seats inside are occupied.

Siobhan and Hood sat on the barstool in front of the dining table, and Ethan walked over and sat down between them.

On it was the pancake and fruit platter that Siobhan had ordered for him, and he was already hungry after so long of exercising, so he picked up his fork and put a piece of apple in his mouth.

"Hey, Carly, it's you, how are you, how are the kids?"

Ethan chewed on the apple and turned his head to look behind him.

Wearing an apron, Carly was putting a few portions of food on her plate on the table, slightly embarrassed by the housewives she had met in the book club.

"It's all good, thank you for your concern." Carly pulled out a small smile and hurriedly turned away.

Next is the whispering of the housewives on the table, and words such as cheating, jailing, and divorce can be vaguely heard.

Ethan turned around and continued to pick up a piece of mango and put it in his mouth.

Siobhan also noticed the movement behind her, and after taking a bite of her sandwich, she whispered, "I admire her, everything she is going through now must be very difficult." ”

Hood quietly ate a Mexican-style tortilla, and Ethan cut through the crunchy pancakes and smiled at Siobhan:

"Everyone has to bear the consequences of their choices."

After they returned from New York, Gordon still couldn't stand a wife who abandoned her husband and children and went to New York to kill people, and he and Carly officially separated and went through the divorce process.

Carly has already used most of her money to treat her son Max, and now she can only continue to work as a waitress at Miles' Restaurant.

Hood also parted ways emotionally with Carly completely, unwilling to get involved again.

After breakfast, the three of them walked out of the restaurant together.

A Rolls-Royce slowly pulled to a halt, and Procott, Rebecca, and Borden got out of the car.

They stopped, and the two groups stood opposite each other.

(End of chapter)