A man walks with specific steps with many heads bowed when he passes a line of men in all-black suits. Also himself. Wearing a black blazer complete with a cane as a walking aid, don't forget one cigar has always been a loyal friend to him until now.

He was sitting with a fairly dramatic motion that makes the aura in a room that is quite spacious but has little lighting in it increasingly congested. Smoke rose from behind the cigar he had just smoked, closed for a moment, feeling the nicotine enough to calm him down. In closing, what his messengers will do today, will succeed.

He had already...