Chapter Three

The conference hall was dimly lit, enough to glance at questioning faces of all. He could spot all the mafia leaders, some sitting, some standing and some arguing. Hall was reverberating with one solid word ' Illegitimate child ' He felt the rush of anger boiling in his veins. His jaw was clenched tight as noises were hitting his eardrums. His hands were fisted, " Enough! " he forced it through his clenched teeth which came as a roar. He roared from his head chair. Their faces blanched with fear. Dead silence spread in every corner of the hall. 

     " You all are misled with half of the information. Or I should say the truth is completely unheard by you all. " Danil said. All heads swirled toward Danil, " I'm that child of my father, you all are talking about. Not Brother. " Danil said. 

    He stood up angrily from his chair. The chair screeched back violently. His father stopped him. Furiously, He was glaring straight