Juan's heart pounded as he swallowed hard. There was nothing funny about this situation at all. Unfortunately, Tony had already hung up, pleased with himself.

"Please don't kill me! I'll do anything. Just let me live!" Juan begged on his knees as Andrew approached with an increasingly cold smile.

…

Meanwhile, at East Side, Tony sat relaxed in his leather armchair with a casual smile. He declared. "I'm not releasing him. The kid beat up Juan, my only son. Anyone who touches him is basically