Ohrn stood over a multitude of papers and parchments, it had only been a few days since his lady had gone away but as he had predicted, he could really produce a ton of money thanks to the circumstances, many big wigs of the criminal underworld had been around and had had no choice but to remain inside, those cowards afraid to step outside despite being surrounded by their own, personal bodyguards, but that was a good thing for business.
The elite knew that he could drain them of their money, he saw them as nothing but degenerates, and thus, he agitated what made their brain activate in front of their clouded eyes, Lady Syklon would be very pleased with the results.
Now, Abbanh simply needed to come back with the head of the rat to ensure maximum satisfaction of their lady.
'It's all looking good' he nodded his head, feeling content.
"Sir, Sir!" but of course, there were always problems to deal with.
