C176 The Scarman Was Gone

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Less than ten minutes had passed when the quiet of the Flynn Family's reception hall was shattered by a jarring cacophony of footsteps.

A posse of muscular men clad in camouflage, their faces twisted with aggression, stormed into the hall.

"Damn it! Touching my nephew? The audacity! I hereby declare that the Flynn Family is finished in Pontheugh