He was just a liar. He really didn't dare to offend the mafia, he knew too well that if he fell into their hands, it would be a fate worse than death.
Noticing Victor's silence, Charles said, "It seems it was you."
"Charles, what's happening now?" Victor asked urgently.
"About an hour ago, the Lucchese family sent out a large number of people, holding sketches, searching for someone named Leo in bars, nightclubs, and hotels. Then they informed all their associates."
"I took one look at the sketch and was sure it was you. I didn't say anything, though. What did you do, Victor?"
Victor stammered, "I... took someone's money in Los Angeles, $100,000."
"Didn't you investigate the background of the other party before you acted?" Charles asked.
"I did. It was an auction company run by two European young women. I didn't find any background." Victor replied.
