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In a local bar in gay street New york, two middle aged men are sitting across each other, they had cigarettes in their hands and their table is filled with bottles of beer as they spoke, one is brown haired and the other is completely bald "so how is that person, the one i obtained from old Donovan" the bald man asked and the brown haired man smiled "he has been very useful and diligent, he his one of a kind, i sent him to Beijing to handle my fire arms and i got good reviews so i decided to send him to london to handle my black businesses and i have been getting good gains" the brown haired man replied all smiles as he took a long smoke of his cigarette, "old Donovan sure made a good pick on that one" the brown haired man added and the bald haired man nodded in agreement, "well, i need him back, i have many businesses that only him can handle and i need him so bad" the bald man said and the brown haired man frowned "not now Francis, not now, give me some months more" the brown haired man said and the bald haired man smirked "3000 fire arms and you own him for two months" the bald haired man said and the brown haired man laughed "deal then my friend" he said and shook hands with the bald haired man then they both sat in silence to enjoy their peaceful evening.

In the heart of Ontario, Canada, in a house in Bridle path, a slightly chubby middle aged woman roughly stuffed the folded clothes in her hands into the wardrobe and the old man behind her grunted in dissatisfaction, "don't stress me Brian, if you aren't satisfied with what i did do it yourself, i have some sleep to catch" she said as she picked her scarf which was laying on the bed, "your expression had turned annoyed since i walked in, you know how busy i am Lidya stop throwing a tantrum, you can't expect me to phone you and your kids all the time" old man Donovan muttered and the lady scoffed "my kids, our kids Brian, you never called to ask about them, for ten years Brian, for ten years all we see is the money, please i dont want to be pissed this morning, let me be" the woman said and strolled away while old man Donovan sighed, just then a call came in through his phone and he frowned, no one knew his present phone number except his lawyer and Lidya but the number calling didn't look like the lawyer's phone number,he picked the call and a gruff voice came through the phone "welcome back from the police custody old Donovan" the voice greeted and old man Donovan's frown deepened "i took an oath with the organisation to stand with it all time and i have never failed all through this years but now i needed the organization's help and the organization turned it's back on me" old man Donovan yelled "old Donovan interfearing with your problems would have endangered the organisation, and you are very aware, we all knew your capabilities that was why we didnt panick or interfere with anything you did, we were all thinking about the welfare of the organization" the gruff voice explained "that doesn't change the fact that the organization sold me away" old man Donovan said "why don't i gift you one of hidden the company's your wife used to manage before she died , i just came across it last week and i already obtained it" the gruff voice muttered and old master Donovan's face turned happy, "long live the leader" he hailed and the guff voice hmmed in acknowledgement "once again, welcome back from the police custody and beware of that grandson of yours he his a living time bomb" the gruff voice muttered and dropped the call leaving old man Donovan to dance in his newly acquired happiness.