Matt stared at him. Although he didn't believe in empty oaths, this time, he felt an interest in knowing what this person was going to say.
Seeing him in such a sorry state, he could guess many things. But did it all have something to do with that Organization?
Eliot didn't take long to start talking; his arms were still bleeding, but he didn't care. In front of him was the opportunity he had wanted.
Although Matt might still be cheating him, if he kept it up, he would die sooner or later, and he wouldn't get what he wanted. So, die now or die in a month or two; what difference did it make?
If he could change his trajectory and course, maybe today would determine it.
