The well-known player looked at his new collaborator with doubt, but not vigilance.
Contracts set his heart at ease.
So, when the well-known player was knocked out by his men, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
The man in the red wind coat grabbed the well-known player and vanished swiftly at the end of the street with the subordinate.
The sun was still shining, the breeze was still blowing, everything seemed reasonable like nothing had happened.
Similarly, Kieran, who was sitting at the table and patiently waiting felt like nothing had happened as well.
He didn't tell Starbeck about the battles he had on the way there, but it didn't stop him from counting his rewards.
100K Points, 30 Skill Points, the most basic of rewards.
The real source of rewards was the equipment from those attackers and hitmen.
Although there was barely anything to Kieran's liking, the amount was massive!
