"Are you sure this is going to work?"
"Yeah, most likely, but things must be done carefully," Erik said.
"This is dangerous, Erik," Fischer said. "It's dangerous, even for you."
Erik's jaw tightened. "I didn't chase those fuckers for two weeks to not take this chance, James." A flicker of anger flashed across Erik's face.
The younger man's blood boiled at the very thought of the blackguards. The mere idea of their existence, their actions, and the harm they had caused fueled a fire within him that was difficult to contain.
"To find out Dark Tendril's team's number was already a blessing, since that was essentially what made it possible for me to track them down. But it is not him, Zakir, that worries me, but the guy coordinating his team."
"You mean momentum?" Fischer asked.
