He should have known long ago that some quagmires were almost impossible to escape once you sank into them.
Just like Kingpin's hand-once it reached in, it would never withdraw.
Natchios wanted nothing more to do with this dirty business. He spent every day in fear and could not sleep at night.
Especially over the past few years, as he watched Elektra grow up and begin questioning some of his actions, he feared that one day everything would come to light, dragging his daughter down with him and ruining her life.
He feared... seeing the disappointment in his daughter's eyes.
And recently, Kingpin's name had even begun appearing in the newspapers. Natchios worried that the police would not let the matter rest, that they would pursue it to the end. His own illegal activities would be exposed to the public, too.
Natchios had long since grown tired of constantly watching his back. He wanted to leave it all behind. He had brought a share transfer agreement, hoping Fisk would buy his shares at a very favorable price.
He was already a billionaire. Losing some money would not seriously hurt him. As long as he could cut all ties with the Fisk Group and distance himself from Kingpin's mess, it would be worth it.
He had thought that as long as he kept his mouth shut and did not expose Kingpin's crimes, Kingpin would spare him out of consideration for his status as a diplomat.
But he had been wrong.
"I recently took on a case," Matt suddenly said. "A murder case. A young Black man living in Queens, named Duncan Jackson, with a history of substance abuse and a prior fraud conviction, was charged with shooting a sex worker named Lisa Tazio. But a reporter told me Lisa Tazio was