After Larry finished, he sat on the ground with a blank expression on his face.
Kieran frowned at Larry’s revelation. The simple memories he had did not include the name Compton, but the man’s title was enough to know who he was.
"We’ve already got Sphendix on our tail. What’s so different about this Mr. Big?" Kieran asked without the slightest care. He needed to know more about Mr. Big.
"There’s a huge difference! If Sphendix rules the city by day, then Mr. Big rules the city by night! We might have still had a slight chance with only Sphendix on our tail, but if Mr. Big is after us too, then we’re really dead!" Larry said.
He looked as if he was about to cry.
"Who said that we don’t have a chance?"
Kieran shook his head as he saw Larry’s state. Larry was consumed by his own fear and had fallen into despair. As a result, he could not see the details.
