The door was tightly shut, isolating them from the outside.
Wu Heng sat down on a nearby chair, and Winnie nestled in his lap, loosening her tight leather armor to make it easier for his hand to slip inside.
"What's going on?" Wu Heng asked.
Winnie sighed softly with her arm slung over his shoulder. "Last night, Rocky called a meeting, and when they found he was gone this morning, they planned to split up and go their separate ways."
"What impact will their departure have?"
"We don't have a lot of gang members to begin with. Once they leave, our overall strength will be reduced by more than half. I don't mind, as I'm sick of gang life. I just worry it will hinder our intelligence gathering for you," explained Winnie, loosening her armor a bit more.
"What do you want to do?" Wu Heng asked.
"I hope Master can put some pressure on them, so they're forced to stay for now. I'll gradually consolidate some power," Winnie proposed after some thought.
