"Everything ready for the night?" Adonis asked Bruce as they stood in the center of the large lobby.
Bruce nodded, "I have checked and the meeting they are holding is still on."
"Who is the informant?"
Bruce sighed, "Things are not as smooth as they used to be Adonis. Something is very, very wrong. We are… not as strong as we used to be."
Adonis frowned, his hands deep inside his pockets, "What are you saying, Bruce?"
There was another silence, the only sound being the few visitors of the hotel quietly chattering away or the clink of glasses when they drank. The men around them were also still as though sensing the tension in the conversation between their boss and his right-hand man.
"I will tell you in detail later…" Bruce said quietly, his low voice only heard by Adonis' ears, "Something is not right. We had a certain level of command and respect before… someone is damaging it now…"
