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.

swung open, all

“Mr.

come

brings you here today?” the older man

beat around the bush,”

shut heavily

you to identify some

moved forward and placed several photographs on

the center, Toby Webster,

have these individuals done to

Bryson’s expression remained unchanged.

to know if they

the pictures, his expression

eyed Bryson carefully, their

waited calmly for

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

Since Mr.

has come here, it suggests

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