Chapter 1210

After Ridley led Zane away, Keaton snorted.

"Why are you even wasting your time with that clown? If it were me, I'd just squash him like a bug."

To Keaton, Zane and Tarquin were leagues apart.

With Tarquin's brains and resources, getting rid of Zane would be child's play.

Tarquin narrowed his sharp eyes in the direction Zane had gone, a hint of cold amusement in his gaze.

"It's not me playing games with him. Winona wants to blow off some steam, and when she's done, we'll finish him for good. Besides, you're underestimating him. He's a lot more dangerous than he looks."

Keaton raised an eyebrow. "He's actually a big deal?"

Tarquin nodded. "Let's just say, most of the trouble the last few years in Burmalia involving Americans can be traced back to him."

Keaton's eyes widened. "He's mixed up with those Burmalia crime syndicates?" Tarquin gave a derisive snort.

"To put it nicely, they call it a 'strategic partnership.' Truth is, he's just their lapdog, paid handsomely to do their dirty work."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Tarquin replied, “Zane is their guy here in the States. He runs a bunch of criminal gangs for them. He's the middleman, smuggling people out-treats humans like product. Every head is just another paycheck."

gangs had ruined countless American

with lies, others kidnapped outright. Either way, once they

you'd get beaten, tortured, locked

you were unlucky, well... they'd harvest your organs and leave

was infamous-a

could work with those monsters

never

head. "Guess I underestimated him. I forgot-he's not just street-smart, he's got the brains too. What's your

wasn't enough to

his Burmalia connections? He'd never

bringing all that to light wouldn't be

web of gangs

glinted, cold and merciless. He

"Leave no loose ends."

even think about touching his

patching up Winona's

gently as she

time, don't be

grab a

go around punching people with

winced as the ointment

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