“Alright, I will make arrangements now.”

James hung up the phone and took a taxi to Yosef’s place.

It was already afternoon.

Yosef was afraid that James would come to him for revenge. Thus, he asked his son Charlie Zaborowski to get a few friends over at his house. He wanted to ensure that James would be beaten until even his mother did not recognize him if he dared to show up at their house.

Yosef’s house.

“Come, my friends. Have a drink!”

Yosef’s son, Charlie, greeted his strong and muscular friends.

The group of people drank beer and ate barbecued meat.

A man in his twenties wearing a black singlet said confidently, “Don’t worry, Charlie. I’ll break that live-in son-in-law James’ legs if he walks through the door.”

“I’m reassured that Nash is here today. I promise to give you the thirty thousand dollars after you teach that brat a lesson. Nothing less than that so you can go have drinks with your friends.” Charlie smiled and was relieved to have his friends present.

“Here