It didn't take me long to recognize their faces. The man standing in the middle was the Claw's leader, Grivus. And beside him… wasn't that Morc, his second in command?As for the third one, I couldn't recognize him. No one inside the restaurant moved. Everyone froze in place Grivus stepped forward until he stood before the cook.
"I didn't imagine we'd meet again like this, Roland."
The cook shook his head and replied with a bitter smirk:
"Did you come here to say hello? Just like you did with Garrod?"
Grivus kept his expression cold.
"Garrod got what he deserved."
The cook smiled sarcastically.
"And did you come to make sure I get what I deserve too?"
Grivus shook his head.
"I came to eliminate everyone here… except you."
The mocking smile vanished from the cook's face, replaced by a grim expression; even his voice grew sharper.
"What did you just say?"
"I won't repeat myself. You already heard me. Step aside, and I won't harm you. You have nothing to do with this."
