What?
Donald Edwards squinted: "At this time, where do you get the confidence to say such things? Do you really think they wouldn't dare to kill you? Even if you call for backup now, by the time your men arrive, it'll only be to pick up your corpse."
I told him: "From the very beginning, I only asked if you're willing to cooperate, not how I'm protecting you. Stay hidden and don't come out."
After saying that, I got out of the car. In the dim alley, looking at the three men in trench coats ahead, I could see the guns at their waists.
"Before I die, can you tell me, are you from Eastgate or The Clandestine Bank?"
The lead assassin spoke awkward Chinese: "Why bother knowing? Isn't it better to take your questions to hell and ask King Hades?"
