I felt like my knees were about to give out, but I stood my ground and walked slowly towards the wall where my secret room was located. Morozova and Baranov followed me with weary eyes, and you could cut the tension with a knife. I looked at them, and the silence was deafening.
"De Angelo. I mean, Michael, I know that this is all tough for you, but now that Stephanie has been taken, I believe that it's time for you to know the truth. I know that the Mondragon family is going to take the throne that you successfully took from them a few years ago. However, this time, they're growing, and you need help."
"Morozova is right, Michael. This is one of the worst times that the truth would come out, but I have no other choice. This is the only time that the Mondragon family have been bold enough
