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In a hotel ironically owned by the 2nd Family, Nichol stood in front of the French window in the presidential suite at the top floor, gazing at the city below with a can of soda in hand. -Everything is in place. (Sentinel) Sen announced. A curvature appeared on Nichol’s face. Like what he assured to Markus, the bloodshed is just a means and never the endgame. There are feelings and familial ties to be considered after all. “Alright then, commence all the measures.” -On it! (Sentinel) “We will begin the operation.” ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ The Matthias Building in the North Wabash, the business HQ of the 2nd Family, had never been this tense and packed since it was established 6 decades prior. At the moment, all of its floors are nearly filled with Rangers, both those under the 2nd Family’s pay