West quietly muttered to himself. "Whoever receives an Awakening Voucher has to be trustworthy... loyal... and capable."
He slowly looked out the conference room window toward the bustling headquarters below.
"This decision... can't be rushed."
West said this but he knew there was no time. Three months was a very short duration for the numbers he needed... so he had to find a very amicable way to deal with this situation.
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Meanwhile...
At the edge of Misty High, hidden behind enormous black iron gates...
Lay one of the principal estates belonging to one of the Mafia households.
Unlike ordinary mansions... this place resembled an ancient fortress.
Dark marble columns stretched toward impossibly high ceilings while massive crimson banners bearing the household emblem hung along every wall.
Everything about the architecture projected authority, power and legacy.
Within the grand council chamber... a meeting was already underway.
