He had transformed every municipal agency—originally created to serve the public and maintain order—into a deadly weapon for attacking his enemies.
This was the taste of power, and also its terror.
Previously, the directors of these departments had taken their orders from Morganfield, meekly submitting to the oligarch.
But now, through his recent purges, reorganizations, and the establishment of the "Pittsburgh Revitalization Executive Bureau," Leo had seized firm control of these administrative powers.
"This will cause a huge backlash." Ethan closed his notebook, his tone filled with worry. "Morganfield's legal team will pounce like a pack of mad dogs."
"Let them."
Leo adjusted his collar and sat back down in his chair.
"In the Pittsburgh of today, my word still counts for something."
Ethan nodded and said no more.
He could feel Leo's resolve—that ruthless drive to draw blood from his opponent, no matter the cost.
