The Unspoken Accord
“But you operate through me. Full transparency. Every contact, every query, every finding. I am the filter.”
A tense, silent negotiation passed between the three of them in the heavy air. It was Kunle who broke it, giving a single, sharp nod. “Agreed.”
William finally exhaled, the fight leaving him replaced by a weary, wary acceptance. “One wrong move, Kunle. One.”
Kunle’s smile was thin and without warmth. “The only wrong move was ever doubting me, William.”