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Most thought the situation at the mafia couldn't be worse, but the recent attack in the office building left the most important part of the business halted: the accounting part.
Without offices to clean the money, make numbers with it, handle all of the paperwork, etc... Without all of that, trafficking lanes stopped, no matter how the lines were. It was hard enough to calculate the damage, and to gather the copies of the burned documents. The accountants who survived had little time to recover, because as soon as they found a place of safety they were put to work again.
A group of people, survivors of the attack, were sent to the priest's church, like many of the rest of the survivors, to assimilate what happened and start again.

It was just after launch, around two hours after they arrived there, and the ambient was of sorrow. The church has been closed to the public, and some people had already begun working with paper and ink on the numbers. The seats of the church were filled with people, some mourning, others in shock, others trying to figure out how they would gain for lost time.

James has been yet to be informed of this. He is at home, drinking, as usual. Somebody will have to break the news to him.

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