The Association meeting was taking place once again. The leaders of the allied factions sat around the heavy oak table to discuss the instability caused by the Maddox group.
Meetings weren't a frequent occurrence. Since Colen's fall, things seemed unstable. That man had died, but his death proved to everyone that underworld alliances were as fragile as glass. They needed to grow stronger. And Gusa knew that Jun-ho was the perfect face to anchor this new empire. The man who defeated Colen.
Mung was there, sitting next to Jun-ho, observing the room with his usual predator's eyes. Salin, on the other hand, was not seated. He stood positioned right behind Jun-ho's chair, with the lethal, unwavering posture of an unblinking royal guard.
Last time, he had crashed the meeting. Now, he was already a part of it. His gaze hovered over Kiko with a silent, cutting disdain.
