17. Black Dragons

...Hunter POV...

I had been in a meeting with the leader of the Black Dragons for well over a few hours now. I had come here in good faith as I propositioned them with a merger of sorts. However, they didn't seem to take too kindly to my terms. I had proposed that they work for me instead, with an 80% profit share. They seemed to be under the impression that they deserved more than a 20% take considering they were the ones doing the work. However, what they failed to realize was that I was being more than generous. Whether they took the deal or not, I didn't care. I was being generous by granting them a 20% take in the business. But if they refused my deal, then they would discover the rath of the Reaper. I'm not one to fool around. If I want something, I take it. If people don't give it to me willingly, I make them live to regret it. I already have a team lined up, ready to attack the Black Dragons if they decline my offer.

My phone ringing takes me out of my trance. I look at the di