Lucinda
I finally take a rest while plopping onto the floor. I feel so exhausted! Just like the days before this one, I have been going through intense training-by my right hand man. As my second in command, and also my right-hand man, he seems amiable on the outside, but anytime we need to train, I end up seeing a different side to him.
I am tired and totally wasted, but I can't complain. I cannot be a Don that's only protected by the people around me. I need to stand on my feet, for my own protection. This is the only way.
He hands me a bottle of water, and as I take a few careful sips, he begins to speak.
“Don, how do we handle this issue? The manager says the shareholders want you to be at the meeting at all costs. I don't know why they're insisting, but it can't be for anythin
