"Join you, huh…."
Brandon glanced down at the blade on his hilt.
Then, he looked at the hooded figures in front of him.
He had to at least hear them out.
But it's not like he would change his mind after.
Killing was out of the question.
Their deaths would be detrimental to whatever Evelyn had planned.
Secretly, he clenched his phone and clicked a button.
Then, he gazed ahead.
One of the men spoke up.
"It's not like we're actually against her. But she's the one we can't convince."
"....?"
Brandon tilted his head.
Several thoughts flooded his mind.
He knew where this was going.
"Since you're new to the syndicate, we'll give you a chance."
The man's expressions became serious.
"You do know what will happen anyway, right?"
"Most probably."
The fact that he was being cornered…. He was given no choice.
To either comply with their demands, or be silenced.
