He wasn’t just a man of power - he was a predator in a world where survival meant dominance. A gangster, yes, but not the kind of brute who relied on muscle alone. His strength lay in his ability to make people need him, to twist their loyalty with promises laced in danger and reward. He understood fear like no one else, how to push someone to the edge and make them believe they were still in control. But it was his control that mattered, and every word, every gesture was a calculated move in a game where only he knew the rules.