The sinner within.
“It's been years since the mafia had to be this vicious in order to protect what we love.”
“In this room, men who are nothing but ruthless killers capable of creating havoc are looking forward to fighting alongside to save something. We all have that common goal of protecting peace on the continents that makes us all abide by each other. I can't say I am not amused.” Uzair chuckled.
“Indeed. Because of the love for the cities, we share the same thought.”
“And, of course, everything comes with a prize. It's the path we mafias are accustomed to travelling. It's the only path open to us which is soaked with blood and gore to reach our goals.”
“That is something that we are all accustomed to. Aren't we gentlemen?”
“Do you even have to spill it out, boy?” Lossi, throwing back his head, laughed. The laugh was chilling, and it boomed in the room as people smirked at it.
×—×
Eight straight hours later.
The light was muted; mild darkness surrounded the chamber in
