Howard saw the dazed look on Wilbur and Skyler's faces and smiled murderously. "Shaking in your boots now? The Anne family isn't to be messed with, and you're going to pay for what you've done."
Wilbur looked at the man in the suit. "What's your name?"
"Tenson Anne," said the man. He stuck out two of his fingers, and the bodyguards behind him hurried up to place a cigar between the fingers and lit it up with a specialized lighter.
Wilbur cracked up at the sight, then glanced at Howard. "His last name is Zemek. I'm pretty sure he isn't part of the Anne family."
"Yes, but he's one of my men," Tenson said calmly.
Wilbur sat back down, and Skyler did the same. There was a strange smile on Skyler's face.
"Say, does your family know about these men you have here in Lincoln City?" Wilbur asked.
Tenson chuckled. "I support my clan financially, and that should be enough. Even my clan leader doesn't question what I do. They even gave me their full support. That's just how a clan works."
"I'm not so sure about that," Wilbur said with a smile.
Tenson took a drag from his cigar. "People like you could never understand how clans work. There isn't much of a point trying to explain it to you. You're better off thinking of a way to fix this."
"Why don't you tell me how you'd like to fix this, then?" Wilbur retorted.
Tenson looked at Wilbur. "Apologize to them and leave one of your hands behind. Then we'll call it even."
Wilbur snorted. "A hand? What if I don't want to do that?"
Tenson's expression darkened at once. "That's not up to you to decide."
He raised a finger, drawing a line on the table. Under the influence of his spiritual energy, the table was split clean in half, collapsing to the ground.
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