Supremacy Games

1470 A Devious Tactic!

The Next Morning...

In a lavish lounge with golden lightning and a soft interior, Jonathan and Mr. Atticus were seen sitting at a mahogany table.

The serene view of the city of Hope outside the window only added to the ambiance.

Jonathan, dressed in a crisp white suit, sat on one end of a mahogany table, a relaxed smile playing on his lips. Opposite him, Mr. Atticus, always impeccable in his dark tailored suit, had a steely glint in his eyes.

"Mr. Jonathan," Mr. Atticus began smoothly, "I've heard a lot about your recent acquisition near Hope. It's prime land, perfect for development."

Jonathan took a sip from his wine glass, nodding appreciatively. "Yes, it's a beautiful piece of land. I've had my eye on it for a while."

Atticus leaned forward, the weight of his presence pressing down on the table. "I'm prepared to offer you a generous sum for it. Think of the profit you'd make."

Jonathan chuckled, "It's not about the money, Mr. Atticus. I've done well for myself, and that plot is where I plan to retire."

Unfazed, Mr. Atticus tried another angle, "How about a partnership then? You will receive royalties from anything produced on your land."

Jonathan shook his head, still smiling. "I appreciate the offer, but it's a personal project. That land means more to me than just profit."

"Name your price. Everyone has one."

Jonathan leaned back, locking eyes with Atticus. "Some things, Mr. Atticus, are priceless. And for me, that plot of land is one of them."

"Is that so?"

Mr. Atticus' soft attitude began to disparate...His eyes became colder as he stared at Jonathan.

As a businessman, he would never consider using illegal methods if the legal path could lead to the same results.

But now?

thick with unsaid words and power dynamics. Finally, Mr. Atticus let out a sigh, nodding in acknowledgment. "Very well, Mr. Jonathan.

up, Mr. Atticus extended his hand, which

you for your time," Mr. Atticus said, his tone gracious but with an undertone

lounge, Jonathan watched him, wondering if he really had

work.' Felix complemented Jonathan...He had watched and heard their entire discussion from a

like he has any plans to snatch it forcefully.' Jonathan

replied, his eyes affixed on Mr. Atticus who entered

his assistant and sneered. "He said he wanted to retire in it, let's see if

approach should

"Make it barren."

"Consider it done."

***

below the horizon, casting a

sprawling expanse of Jonathan's

eye could

just out of view. From it emerged Mr. Atticus' assistant, holding a

air of quiet efficiency...Dressed in all black, he blended

pack of crow-like blackbirds emerged from the back of

head, seemingly scanning the new unfamiliar

out several small vials filled with

ensuring he was alone, and then he poured the

than fifteen minutes to finish the process...When he was done, he

moment the birds toggled into the depths of the forest, spraying

the poison landed, the life force

fled, sensing the imminent danger, and the ground itself became hard

on the territory's size, it should take half a day.' The assistant timed his watch on his device and leaned against the car, waiting patiently for the birds to finish the

to the assistant, everything was being watched and recorded by Nidam as he

they do this?" Ravager said with a

that they have the antidote

no one wants to buy a barren land, Mr. Atticus will be the sole party interested in buying it and he can

"Devious indeed."