The caravan was quieter than it had ever been before, with only the deliberately subdued rhythm of breathing remaining.
Pair after pair of eyes focused on Jack, displaying astonishment, contemplation, and confusion.
Finally, someone broke the silence, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"...Boss, what are you trying to say?"
Once someone started talking, others quickly followed.
"We will always support you... there's no need to beat around the bush like this."
Seeing his subordinates being so forthright, Jack felt a moment of shame for his despicable thoughts.
He actually wanted to gain leverage over them.
But—
Shame or not, there were still things he had to do.
The reason was simple.
He couldn't afford the risk of betrayal, and neither could the people sitting here.
