Gene panted heavily. He had just unleashed a barrage of punches that knocked someone out cold, but it had also vented the fury in his heart.
He ran such a large trading company, so naturally, he possessed some cunning. The moment he learned Walter was in trouble, he immediately bribed contacts in York to begin dismantling Walter's trading company. This demonstrated not a lack of intelligence, but rather, immense ambition.
But this loss was unbearable for him. It wasn't so much the grain; the real problem was the military supplies. Their value far exceeded that of all the grain in the warehouse.
Now, it was all gone before he'd even made a move. Yet, the money he owed to his superiors couldn't be a penny short; otherwise, no one could protect him. He had no choice but to swallow this bad debt, which explained his fury.
"Disperse! There's nothing to see here!"
