Dylan threatened, "You'd better release him, or hundreds of my South City boys might pay Mr. Warren's house a visit."

Donald exploded with rage, "Mr. Garner, are you threatening me?"

Dylan's face suddenly darkened, twisting with menace. He snarled, "That's exactly what I'm doing. What are you going to do about it? You fat pig, others might fear you, but I don't give a damn about your position."

He added, "If anything happens to Mr. Lloyd, I'll take you down even if it costs me my life. Am I clear?"

The ferocity in Dylan's voice made Donald's face pale as he struggled to maintain his composure.

Donald could not wrap his head around it—who the hell was Andrew? Why were even the underground crime lords getting involved?

Moreover, Dylan's stance seemed to show that he was ready to go to war over this.

Donald said through gritted teeth, "Think carefully about what you're doing. Even if I release him now under pressure, what about later? Not everyone can get away with disresp