Charlie Nickles stands in front of a camera in the back of The Showboat, aka a conference room that's been turned into a locker room for Anarchy. He's pacing back and forth frantically, the tape on his knuckles still coated with his sister's blood. Standing off to the side and just behind Charlie, we see The Director. His masked face doesn't betray his emotions, but his neck turns ever so slightly as he carefully watches The Nickleman break down.

Like a mad scientist watching the results of his latest experiment.

"Whoever did this, is going to fucking pay!

My sweet little baby sister...

I WON'T LET THIS GO UNANSWERED!"

The Nickleman slows his pacing before suddenly coming to a halt just in front of the camera. He cocks his head to the side with a snarl. Then, he pushes a bloody finger against the camera lens, smearing his sister's blood across the screen.

"Sebastian, Isaiah!

If I find out either of you had something do with this..."

Charlie pulls his finger back from the camera as he pauses. Then, spittle flies across the screen as his mouth cashes another check he definitely plans on cashing!

"Then I'll decapitate your entire fucking bloodlines!

Whoever did this....

IS DEAD!"

The Nickleman pushes the camera away before walking briskly out of the locker room, presumably towards the hospital his sister was brought to. In the back and off to the side, we see The Director watching closely.

Nodding softly as Charlie nears the breaking point.