Randolph Isaac Peterson III had always prided himself on his self-control. After taking over the Firm when he was just 18 years old, he carved a bloody path through the United Kingdom's underworld until no one was left standing.
And even then, he did it with cold calculation.
But after hearing that this man was looking for his woman… he saw red.
"Ah," smirked Alpha, and Rip could see the plan forming in his eyes. His enemy could take out his other enemy, and he would be left standing alone at the top of the mountain. "Rip is the one with the sole access to the healer. If you are looking to get to her, you will have to go through him first."
The man, Hu Wen Cheng, just smiled brighter when he heard those words, but Rip snorted.
Alpha didn't understand the game he was playing, but that was fine. He would learn the hard way not to fuck with Rip.
