Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done
Then Chris’s voice rang out, calm and steady, every word landing hard.
“Fabian Kane. This is Liono City, not your turf.”
For the first time, a crack showed in the polished man’s expression. A moment later, he let out a low laugh.
“In that case, I overstepped. Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Xander.”
The hands that had been reaching for weapons fell away, and the wall of men slowly parted.