Chapter 90: You Two Women, Serve Me

Zaire Danzey's face drained to a dead white. Shaking like a leaf, he blurted, "Morgan Heyland, this is a misunderstanding!" "If I'd known these guys were your men, you could've given me a hundred guts and I still wouldn't have dared!" The moment he finished, he lunged and snagged Everett Warth, who was trying to slip away. "M-Morgan Heyland!" Zaire Danzey cried. "It was this bastard! He paid me five hundred bucks to come negotiate with your brothers." "If you want someone to settle scores with,...