In other countries, this might be a very difficult thing to do, but in the Federation, as long as you master the knack, it becomes very easy.
And he wouldn't learn from Bandy, giving up the gang business to go clean, which would be as stupid as someone who stood up by robbing with a knife, having successfully attracted enough hatred and then casually tossing the knife aside just because he wants to live a stable life with money in hand!
The knife should never be discarded, and people should know it's still in your hand, right in your pocket.
Only then will they respect you, honor you.
"Have our friends arrived?"
Lance asked.
Burton nodded, "They've already started."
Lance was very satisfied with the outcome of this plan; everything was unfolding just as damn well as if it had been pre-arranged, "Hope they like the surprise!"
The crackling of gunfire erupted, shattering the glass windows of the entire building, leaving bullet marks everywhere on the walls and wooden doors.
