Kingpin had fallen. That was no small matter.
Half the gangs in the entire United States had been affected. From that alone, Kingpin's title as the underworld emperor was no exaggeration.
It was as if half the United States had suddenly descended into chaos, catching the police and the FBI somewhat off guard.
But none of it affected Sean's life in the slightest.
He still went to work at the clinic in the morning.
It was just farther away now, so the drive took a little longer.
Living in Kingpin's house, driving Kingpin's car.
All that was left was sleeping with Kingpin's woman.
This felt way too good.
The case of the clinic attack had yet to be closed.
The police still had cordon tape stretched across the front of the clinic.
That made Sean very unhappy. The clinic could not open for business like this.
His new employee was arriving. Would she be scared off when she saw this?
"Mr. Sean White?"
A police officer who was still lingering there approached Sean and asked.
"Yes, I'm Sean White."
"Regarding last night's incident, you may need to come back to the station with us."
The officer spoke politely.
"No, no, no. What you need to do now is remove the cordon tape. I need to run my clinic, not go back with you for questioning."
"It's just a routine statement."
"I'm terribly sorry, but I don't have time for that."
The officer rolled his eyes, looking helpless.
Another uncooperative one.
In truth, the order from above had only been to try their best to bring Sean in for questioning.
Since the other party would not cooperate, the officer made no further effort.
After entering the clinic, Sean saw white outlines and evidence markers all over the floor.
They were the