"Boss, my condolences..." said the underling softly as he walked over.
The death wasn't in his own family, so a breezy remark cost him nothing and did no harm.
Gustavo knelt on the ground, fiercely clutching a handful of scorching dirt; his bloodshot eyes revealed despair and madness!
"Victor ruined my family, and for that, he must die too! I want him dead!!!" he screamed, grasping the shoulder of a trusted follower.
"Boss... Victor, it seems Victor has no family," said the underling with difficulty.
Stunned by these words, Gustavo felt breathless, his vision darkened, and he collapsed on the ground amidst the underling's cries of alarm.
He had passed out from anger.
"Boss! Boss!"
...
Tijuana. Inside the Governor's Mansion.
Victor was listening to a report from the Drug Enforcement Department.
