"Who exactly wants to hold a syndicate meeting?"
Jakob shouted at the crowd, but no one admitted anything.
In addition to the two major mafia syndicates, some smaller groups were also invited.
They, too, were unsure why this meeting was being held.
"If you don't step forward soon, don't blame me for being impolite."
Flaviano also began to shout, demanding to know who was truly bold enough to dare trick them like this.
"Why so agitated? Everyone has just arrived."
Suddenly, a mysterious woman appeared on the dark second-floor staircase. No one else knew her, but the two syndicates' bosses felt that her silhouette resembled someone they knew.
"Who are you? How dare you pull tricks on our turf?"
As Flaviano spoke, he looked at her, and the more he looked, the more she resembled someo
