Eldridge Cleaver is skimming money meant for thousands...
Frigga Ackman squinted, silent, just stared the other party straight in the eyes, making them visibly uncomfortable.
"Supreme Leader Victor hates being deceived the most."
Eldridge Cleaver felt a pang of anxiety inside, but kept a smile on his face, "How could that be, the Black Panther Party is Mexico's best partner!"
Seeing the other's jovial demeanor, Frigga Ackman wanted to throw a punch, nodding slightly, "Mexico demands you make a big move, draw the American government's attention within a month, or we'll cut down on our assistance."
"I've delivered the message, I hope you heed it."
After speaking, Frigga Ackman couldn't be bothered to stay longer, mainly because the air smelled too foul, yet somewhat familiar.
After seeing him out, Eldridge Cleaver returned indoors and kicked the nearby cabinet, smashing the wooden door.
"Son of a b****, who do you think you are, ordering me around! God****!"
