27~ Just a dream

“Damian, we are set for tomorrow's event. I’ll make sure to identify those who are secretly trading drugs.” Jack said as he sat across from Damian in his office.

There was a party the following day for the socialites in the City. But it wasn’t a simple party. On the surface, it looked like a group of people gathering to talk about charity and wealth but it was secretly some sort of a black market where illegal things were sold.

Damian’s Mafia gang had gotten wind of some suspicious movements from his rivals. Not everyone was happy with his banning of drug trafficking so other Mafia were trying to overthrow his rule so they could bring drugs into his territory and make more money.

As a child, Damian had to witness his father, Gerald Hill lose himself because of drugs. He had become a lost cause and ended up selling his own son to the previous Mafia boss to pay for his gambling debts.

Back then, Damian would go through the trash and collect scrap metal to sell and buy food since h