The deathly fingers of Head Cipher curled against Director Monteur's neck like a snake slowly constricting its prey. His empty eyes burrowing through his, as if he was staring straight into his soul. Head Cipher never spoke a word but deep inside, Director Monteur could see what Head Cipher was trying to convey.
Don't question my judgment.
There was a bloodthirsty aura emanating from Head Cipher but he finally let go of his grip, making Director Monteur wheeze as air flowed to his lungs once again. For once, he realized that he shouldn't mess with Head Cipher.
"Stop acting on your own, Director. If our plan gets derailed, then Asterisk won't be the only Branch you won't have to overlook. Tell me, does the incinerator Branch sound pleasing to you?" Head Cipher said. It was a threat but his slightly chilly voice made it sound like a job offer that one wouldn't have a choice but to agree to.
