Bryson nodded thoughtfully. “That’s all. You can go now,” he replied.
Caleb turned to leave, then paused abruptly, as if recalling something urgent. “Boss, there’s something else I nearly forgot to mention!”
“What is it?” Bryson asked.
“In two days, there’s an underground boxing match in Lightby. The K Group leader can’t attend, so he’s asked for your assistance, hoping you’ll represent K Group. Without their presence, other gangs might realize their boss is compromised and might seize the chance to take down K Group entirely.”
It was true that Bryson had an amicable tie with K Group, but he had a clear distaste for underground boxing matches.
He shifted his stance, remaining silent.
Caleb, perceiving Bryson’s reluctance, hesitantly inquired, “Shall I… decline their request?”
After a moment of contemplation, Bryson responded, “No, that won’t be necessary.” He then inquired, “When is the match scheduled?”
“It’s set for two days from now, at Blackeye Underground City in Lightby.”
Bryson’s expression grew stern. “Inform the K Group leader that I’ll be there, but this counts as a favor.”
“Understood, boss,” Caleb responded.
Leaving Imperial Palace, Hannah opted to take the long route to the parked car.
Winston was in the driver’s seat, his face stoic. Hannah’s gaze, sharp as a falcon’s, caught his reflection in the rearview mirror.
“Are you hurt?” she asked.
“It’s nothing.” His voice flatlined. The silence hung heavy, a shroud over whatever unspoken turmoil he’d gone through.
Sensing the undercurrent of distress, Hannah leaned back, studying him t
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hrough the mirror. “What’s wrong? Did Wallace…”
“The boss hasn’t touched me.”
“Not him, then?” Hannah’s brow arched, a silent query. “His wife?”
At the mention of Amelie, Winston fell silent.
Hannah squinted, piecing together the fractured story. “Did she use your sister to get at you?”
The screech of tires shattered the quiet as Winston slammed on the brakes.
The car pitched sideways like a startled steed.
Smoke choked the air, the metallic shriek resonating long after the vehicle stilled on the road’s shoulder. The car was parked on the side of the road!
His chest rose and fell in ragged gasps, the man cloaked in a thick silence.