America: Starting with the Last Liberty

Rosen ultimately stayed to accompany Svefa, since the reason she was injured was because he was too rough.

This also made Rosen realize how terrifying his current iron body was, and that he should be more careful with the women around him in the future.

However, Svefa revealed to Rosen that she was injured because Rosen kept pressing the accelerator, and also because she had not had sex for a long time.

After chatting for a while, Svefa curled up in Rosen's arms again and fell into a deep sleep.

After that, Rosen believed that Svefa really had trouble sleeping, as she would wake up almost every two hours with very little time error.

Every time Svefa opened her eyes, her gaze was very wary, only returning to normal when she saw Rosen's face.

This strange self-discipline made Rosen very curious about what Swifa used to do.

Unfortunately, Svefa clearly didn't want to talk about this, and she would change the subject whenever Rosen brought it up.

After repeating this several times, Rosen himself drifted off to sleep.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Svefa nestled in her arms, staring intently at her face.

"Rosen, did you sleep well?"

Judging from Svefa's radiant expression, she must have slept very well, but Rosen did not have such a comfortable sleep.

After all, it was really unbearable to have a hot, mature woman on top of him while he couldn't move.

"Not good at all! Lindsey, are you satisfied now? I'm going home to catch up on my sleep. We can talk about it another time."

Svefa bit her lip and looked at Rosen.

"If you want to sleep, you can rest in my bedroom."

"Forget it! How can I sleep well with you around!"

Rosen stretched his body, which had been numb from being pinned down by Svefa all night, and then stood up to leave.

At this moment, Svefa called out to Rosen again.

"Rosen, wait a minute!"

With that, Svefa stood up awkwardly, went into the room, and handed two documents to Rosen.

This document is the same as the information Rosen bought from Swifa regarding Rupert Lawrence and Donnie Blasco.

"Here are two pieces of intelligence. One is the information you requested about Francis Ritchie, and the other is the information the FBI asked for three days ago. Can you take them to the bar for me?"

Rosen held two documents in his hands, and his expression turned strange.

"Lincy, aren't you afraid I'll spy on other people's information?"

"Let him look. It's just information about the general manager of a small bank, not some confidential document."

Svefa seemed completely unconcerned, her gaze fixed on Rosen.

Rosen nodded and pushed open the apartment door with two documents in his hand.

"Rosen, would you still be willing to hold me while sleeping?"

Svefa's voice trembled slightly behind him, and Rosen turned around to look at her in surprise.

The glamorous female boss at this moment no longer possessed her usual alluring charm; Rosen felt as if he were looking at an innocent young girl.

"Of course, but next time I won't just hug you."

"But you can't be so rough!"

"Hmm! As long as you don't provoke me!"

After saying that, Rosen left Swifa's apartment.

Back in his apartment, Rosen opened the two intelligence reports and took a look.

David Albert's intelligence wasn't anything special; it was pretty much what Rosen had predicted.

Rosen was quite surprised by Francis Rich's identity.

This guy is not only a lawyer, but also the godson of Martin Bonanno, the current head of the Bonanno family, and the Bonanno family's strategist.

This requires explaining the internal structure of the Mafia.

The person in charge of a Mafia family is usually called the Boss, which means the head or owner.

Below Boss is UnderBoss, meaning the second-in-command.

Mafia bosses often divide their territory into several districts, and Under Boss is the person in charge of those districts.

It's essentially the identity of Chan Ho-nam, the boss of Causeway Bay.

The next level after UnderBoss is Captain, which means team leader or group leader.

This refers to a mid-level manager within the Mafia, reporting to either the Under Boss or the Boss.

Below them are the lower-level Mafia members, who are called Sodiers, which means soldiers in Chinese.

The above is the main internal structure of the Mafia, but there are two special identities outside of this structure.

They are Advisor and Conect Guy, respectively.

The term "strategist" is easy to understand; this role also exists in clubs at the University of Tokyo.

However, the Mafia's strategist doesn't have that much power. He is only responsible to the boss and has more power to participate in high-level decision-making. His status is also quite prestigious.

As for the partner, it's a bit awkward. This identity is actually an outsourcing role, meaning that there is no formal Mafia membership, but they are working for the Mafia.

Phil, Dennis, and the two burly men Rosen had previously encountered, as well as the two men he had killed a few days ago, were all Mafia soldiers.

Downey was the partner who didn't yet have a formal Mafia membership.

In the early days, joining the Mafia was extremely difficult; you had to be a first-generation Italian immigrant to be accepted.

Later, the requirement was relaxed to include anyone of Italian descent who could speak Italian.

Even now, Black people have the opportunity to join the Mafia.

Of course, to enter the management level, one must be of Italian descent and speak Italian.

Francis Richie is Martin Bonanno's godson and the Bonanno family's strategist, no wonder Sweefer said his identity was extraordinary.

This made Rosen even more puzzled. If he remembered correctly, Dominic had said that the underground racing competition was organized by the young master of the Bonanno family.

Since they are all members of the Bonanno family, why would Francis Ritchie report this match?

Could it be...?

Rosen's expression instantly turned strange; this kind of thing had actually happened countless times in history.

For the sake of power, women, or wealth, even close relatives have killed each other.

Human beings' insatiable desires will always drive them to do terrible things.

After figuring out the situation, Rosen realized that this underground racing competition might involve more than just the police, so he needed to make more preparations.

After delivering Albert's intelligence to Zangie Vicky's bar, Rosen rented a garage and began modifying the Dodge Viper.

I've only ever used this Dodge Viper Rosen for commuting, and aside from fixing some minor issues, I haven't really done anything with it.

Now, in order to deal with the three-star task of thermal tracking, Lawson is ready to unleash the true power of its trump card!