Confidence, a charismatic smile, a knowing glint in the eye and a compelling voice—would that be enough to sway the opinion of the Sea Devil?
Until this moment, Damien thought they wouldn't. He never even BELIEVED in charisma before—in real-life stories of politics and cult leaders who convinced people to do the craziest things just with the force of their personality.
Damien's men followed him because there was power and money behind him, and because Damien mostly won his gambles.
Tristan Hayes… from Damien's sources, he certainly had the skills and the moxie to be a leader.
And that charisma.
And that moxie again.
Damien stared down at the offered hand and chuckled.
"Any of my men and myself could have shot you ten times over already."
Tristan kept smiling.
"You keep saying these words, Damien, but nobody even pulled out a gun yet. Is changing your mind really worse for you than hesitation?"
