But remember that when you’re torched with your people. “You own a patch of land outside city limits, you were once rich and powerful. Ryder casually sips his wine before looking back at the man. The man loses his smile, and I feel Kenzo grinning next to me where we stand behind Ry’s chair. “No, I’m here to give you a chance to give us back our shipments and go our separate ways as acquaintances,” he rumbles. No blood will be spilled today…especially with D being absent. We’re the only people in the restaurant, a neutral place to meet. Ryder chuckles, looking comfortable as he leans back in the opposite chair. “Are you here to hand everything over?” The cocky bastard smirks, his chunky cheeks pulling up in a sickening way, tugging on a scar across his face. I want to fly under the radar, it gets me into places and lets me learn things I might not otherwise. My reputation as a fighter precedes me, even if they don’t know I’m one of the Vipers. Keeping my fists behind my back, I play the good little bodyguard, a scare tactic. They never keep all three leaders in one place at once. The Triad sits before us, well, one of the Triad. Four people who definitely don’t belong here.
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