After the successfull takeover of John, the mafia had some brief turmoil at first. Many of the employees that still were loyal to James had to be either silenced or convinced to join the new order. But besides that, things seemed to go well, from the business perspective at least.
From the point of view of a peon, there was no difference. Actually, it might have been an improvement, because the raids had stopped! There were no surprise attacks, no loss of allies, new trade routes that James had not taken into consideration, and that were too early for Mark to know them.
So, business was flourishing.

But not everything was as good as it looked.
For these last ten days, the members of the reunion were sent back to do their jobs, as if nothing had happened, but of course, ir had. They weren't allow to see each other much, and they always had a pair of hidden eyes spying on them, watching every move they made. One can never be so sure.
Lorraine was confirmed dead a couple of days later, when they found her headless body on the back of an alleyway, near a park...
There were orders given to kill Athesis if she ever showed up again, and plans to raid her house were already well on their way. What ends up happening, we don't know yet.

And Fulmen... Oh Fulmen. The chap had been given an actual apartment to live in, and also a small amount of money as payment for his well preformed duties as a trafficker. Of course, it wasn't even remotely enough to do anything respecting his legs.
There was also, always, somebody watching him from the distance. It was probably a newbie, because it took only a couple of days for him to notice. I guess John didn't leave any loose ends after all... He had the trafficker just as monitored as the others. The man watched from the shadows, and didn't bother to help when Fulmen struggled with his wheelchair. He also had microphones on his house.

And things went on like that... For another three months.