*Archer*
I was sitting in my armchair, looking through the latest financial reports from the previous quarter and the end of the year. As usual, the sawmill emerged from the withdrawn contract unscathed, thanks to the new recipient of the overdue goods. The fine the city hall had to pay us amounted to a significant sum. I hope this will not affect the city budget and the new projects approved last year, but why should I worry about it? After all, it was not me who cut off the funds, but the mayor. I nodded in satisfaction, observing the growing revenues from the remaining enterprises managed by several of my pack members living in the city, its borders, and the neighboring towns. Not all of my enterprises are registered under my name, but all are subordinate to me as the principal investo
