The third point of view:
Mikhail walked into the base once more with stern strides. His jaw was clenched and his face was with a neutral expression. Today was the day the Falcon mob gave him the result of the verdict and he was sure as hell wasn't taking no for an answer. He lost one of his heirs and as they knew as well, it was blood for blood.
"This way," They directed him to the hall where the meeting was to be held, and this time there was an additional presence, Sakuzi Valentino III, the man he had initially hoped to meet.
"Only one enters," They said to his men who tried to come in with him.
His men stared at him - Mikhail - questioningly and he gestured at them to comply with the rules. If anything were to happen to him here, they already knew what to do.
"Greetings," Mikhail cupped his palms.
