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.

door swung open, all eyes

“Mr.

finally come to

here today?” the older man

not one to beat around the bush,”

shut heavily behind

identify some individuals,” Bryson

and placed several photographs on

at the center, Toby Webster, looked

these individuals done

Bryson’s expression remained unchanged.

just need to know if they

the pictures, his

him eyed Bryson carefully, their looks filled

waited calmly

Toby finally said, “Yes, the people in these photos are part

Since Mr.

here, it suggests

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