Chapter 397: Surround, Don't Slaughter

Jimmy's guard went up. He thought the other families had hidden men in the room. His gaze iced over as he drove a fist into the sofa, aiming to end it in one blow. "Wait!" A man wriggled out from underneath, face chalk-white, shrieking in panic. Jimmy halted mid-strike and stared at the middle-aged man who had been cowering under the couch. It was a false alarm, not some lurking assassin. "Jimmy, he's a guest, not one of them," Jaxton blurted, afraid Jimmy might kill the wrong man. Then came...