John sighed and got up before Gustavo could say any more. "Obviously," he said, "this meeting is pointless, Gustavo."
With a smirk on his lips, Gustavo raised an eyebrow. "Is it?" He made a sign with his hand, and one of his men brought a document to him. Gustavo threw it on the table. "Inside are documents containing information you might find very interesting. Bank payments, money received from everyone on the council over the past six years since Edward became the Merchant."
"Bullshit," Chris said.
Gustavo smirked. "Let’s just say that you’re not the only one good at digging, huh?"
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Sally asked.
"Well," Gustavo said, "let’s just say all your big uncles and aunts haven’t been paying the appropriate shares to the Merchant."
"Wait, what?" Sally's f
