Chapter 13: Iron fist

Suddenly, the liquor faded from Jasper's eyes, his gaze darkening as he said, "Kaine... Iron Talons' leader."

A shudder ran down Axe's spine, the name triggering a flood of memories and a surge of tension. Iron Talons, the notorious criminal syndicate that had plagued the city for years, was a name spoken in hushed whispers. They operated in the shadows, their influence stretching far and wide, their actions leaving a trail of blood and destruction in their wake.

"Singing my praises already," Kaine mocked, his voice laced with a sinister edge.

"The fuck I am, you dirty rat!" Jasper lashed out as his fists clenched at his sides.

"Hmm... That's not a very nice thing to say, Mr. Larkwood," Kaine drawled, a twisted smile playing on his lips.

Scowling, Axe tore his gaze away from Kaine and locked eyes with Jasper, concern etched on his face. "You two have dealings?"

Hesitating, Jasper's eyes flickered with a mix of anger and regret as he nodded slowly, saying, "My father... He got involved