Louis sat on the sofa in his mansion. By the time his defeated men finished reporting back, his expression had changed several times.
He was of mixed Black and white heritage, with chocolate-brown skin and a remarkably expressive face.
"Twenty-six dead? Bastards!"
Louis sprang up and kicked over the vase beside the sofa.
One of his men, lean and sharp-eyed, said, "We've grown too fast these past few years. I'm afraid Veronica sees us as a threat."
Louis snorted. "So Veronica finally wants to fight for control?"
"Then let's see what she's got. Bring back everyone we have in the field, and borrow a few dozen gunmen from our allies."
"Before she's fully prepared, we'll go straight to her castle and kill her."
Most of the Louis Family's minor bosses were relatives. Their leader's words sent them into an uproar.
They were about to launch a surprise attack on Veronica's castle when the only minor boss present who wasn't related to them stepped forward.
"We can't! Veronica has powerful backing. She's never shown any interest in fighting for control. Why would she suddenly attack us? Something's wrong here!"
The man had a shaved head and an eagle tattoo. In truth, he was an Illuminati informant.
Of course, he was only a minor figure, a level-three member. Their other informant had held a higher rank, but he had died in the surprise attack on the Apache earlier.
He knew Veronica belonged to the Sword-Keeping Family. As the last informant left, he had to stop Louis.
"What's wrong? Who else would dare attack us? We've been rising fast lately. Cat's Eye is clearly trying to keep us down! If we want to rise any further, she's our biggest obstacle," the lean man roared.
Louis nodded. "That woman is a brutal, twisted monster.