CALIFF

“What do you have?”

Duke shook his head. “Nothing. He won’t say a thing. I cut him with a silver laced knife, and he just laughed and spotted blood on my face.”

“That son of bitch is well-trained. Did you find anything from the PD?” Being rich did come in handy. I donated a tremendous amount of money to the local police, and in return, they cut a few red tapes for me. When there were reports of murders or RTA, we cooperated and helped them. The only thing they knew was that these people were under my protection, or they probably thought we were some cult, but they...