Dante had no intention of returning to New York City so soon, but so tasks required his presence. As the leader of a criminal organization, he had always been extrely cautious.
Before adopting the identity of Dante—or before Dante’s emotions fully took over—he was a grounded, pragmatic individual who knew exactly how to make money.
Dante never claid that money earned from drugs was a source of pride, but he ensured that everything was as equitable as possible.
He covered his workers’ expensive dical bills and provided death insurance in case any of them died, ensuring their families would have so financial support.
In a short ti, Dante established a system nad Sons of Anarchy, a structured hierarchy led by him.
The re thought of disobedience or betrayal was far-fetched—Dante didn’t hire overly ambitious individuals.
He knew that feeding snakes could lead them to bite back, so for most key positions, Dante maintained control. He was aware of his workers’ families, their girlfriends, their children, even their pets.
If anyone dared betray him or sold him out to the police, they knew full well what would happen.
Dante carried two nicknas: Dan to his friends and The Librarian to his enemies.
Dante loved books, which made him an expert in various criminal strategies, getting inside people’s heads, and understanding what they thought.
The world would be astonished at the power contained in books—a well of knowledge and a treasury of information.
For gang mbers, if The Librarian ca knocking, it ant they had made serious mistakes. One such mistake was crossing the Sons of Anarchy.
Civilized individuals like Jas St. Patrick knew n like Dante well enough to understand that playing gas with them was not an option. Even the unhinged Tommy knew that picking a fight with Dante and his gang was an all-or-nothing gamble, with very slim chances of winning.
The people attacking both Jas’ and Dante’s organizations understood their tempers well, which was why an important eting was scheduled to resolve their differences.
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"Why are we eting here?" Tommy questioned, eyeing the grimy setting they found themselves in, unable to grasp why this particular location had been chosen.
But Jas understood perfectly and responded, "This spot used to belong to Fat Tom’s gang. Nobody ssed with Fat Tom—until Dan killed them all after that bastard sent back the heads of two Sons of Anarchy."
Tommy scanned the area warily, accompanied by ten trusted n, all ard and ready for action. Still, he doubted it would be enough if things turned hostile.
"Dan took over their business and, out of rcy, gave the families of those guys decent lives," Jas said calmly.
"Do you really trust him?" Tommy asked, skepticism written all over his face when it ca to soone like Dante.
Jas, however, was different. He knew that, like Dante, their business was mostly stable, and the last thing either side wanted was conflict.
"They’re here," Jas said, watching three black SUVs with tinted windows approach the group that had been waiting for so ti.
Tommy’s expression turned serious as he spun around to address his n. "If they shoot, empty your mags into those bastards."
Before he could issue further orders, several n exited the SUVs, all clad in expensive suits.
None wore casual attire; it seed their code of conduct demanded formal wear at all tis.
Tommy turned to Jas and quipped, "Are we eting Obama, or the leader of so damn organization?"
"Shut up," Jas snapped, clearly not in the mood for Tommy’s antics.
His focus was on one man, soone much younger than he had expected.
Dante, dressed in black suit, stepped out of one of the SUVs, followed by an incredibly beautiful woman.
Jas, always prepared for negotiations, stepped forward and said, "I would’ve preferred hosting this eting at my pub, where I could welco you properly."
Dante’s eyes radiated a calm deanor as he replied in a serene tone, "You didn’t know yet. I wanted to establish a vote of confidence before moving further."
"You’re absolutely right," Tommy interjected, his gaze fixed on Susie, who had no business being there, in his opinion.
The leader of the Sons of Anarchy bringing his woman to a negotiation? Ridiculous.
"I regret that we have to et under these conditions," Dante said, gesturing for them to follow. "But I fear that without this eting, hostilities would only grow."
Without a word, Susie followed Dante, and Jas and Tommy did the sa.
"The weapons you provided were excellent. We’ll screw over those attacking us next ti they try sothing," Tommy said with a grin.
"Reckless as any easily manipulated man. I fear that if this is how you react to enemies, you’re susceptible to anything being planted in your head," Susie remarked, casting a pointed glance at Tommy, who was rendered speechless.
It was then that both Jas and Tommy thought, This woman is dangerous.
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