Bryson eyed the heavy door ahead but remained silent.

Shortly after, the woman reappeared.

“Mr.

Mitchell, the boss is ready to meet you now.

“Let’s go,” Bryson said, taking the lead.

Dotson and Maloney exchanged wary looks before trailing behind him.

They passed through several ornately designed iron doors until they reached a room.

It was guarded by two serious-looking men in suits.

The woman opened the door.

Inside, a man in his fifties sat on a sofa surrounded by five younger men.

Two were smoking, one sat at the far end of the sofa, and three with noticeable scars on their faces and arms stood nearby.

open, all

“Mr.

you’ve finally come to see

you here today?” the

to beat around the bush,” Bryson

shut heavily

to identify some individuals,” Bryson

forward and placed several photographs

at the center, Toby Webster, looked over the photos with a

have these individuals done to

Bryson’s expression remained unchanged.

know if they

studied the pictures,

men around him eyed Bryson carefully, their looks filled with

calmly for

people in these photos are part of my

Since Mr.

it suggests

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