Felix was lying on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth in a lavish mansion in Eastville.

He had one of his legs propped up on a coffee table with a bloody hand firmly attached to it.

Two of his men crouched beside the table as they carefully tried to pry the hand off. Because of how firm Nelson's grip was, his nails had already dug into Felix's skin.

"Damn it, be careful!" Felix hissed with a frown, kicking one of the men to the floor.

"Give us a second. We're almost done." His subord