Jack glanced out the window, pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Swirling the glass around, he took a sip to find Kurt standing idly looking over the former heads' serval framed paintings to the Dawn family. Jack took a sip leaning back against his desk. "I take it you do not need us anymore?"
"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" Kurt smirked faintly looking at the head of the family Psychosis. "For now, I suppose. We were lucky for the appearance of the titan to be long dead. We have men analysis the titan for any evidence in a potential regrowth. We dodged a bullet today that is for sure. And all thanks to our wonderful Team Rhapsody."
"This is starting to become a regular occurrence. What would you do without such a vital asset?"
"You won't have to worry about that." He confirms. "The rest of the so-called Syndicate? Where are they?"
"What do you mean?" Jack questions.
