Fired

"Do you know?" Allen stood in the rooftop, a man standing in front of him. "Was that why you decided to send me in the Bryans because you needed my help?"

Elvis sighed as he huffed a cigarette. "You have nothing right now, Dante. The Bryans are the ones handling the case of the Snake, if you could tell them that you have the Code, then you'll gain their trust."

Allen scoffed and shook his head. "You're unbelievable, Elvis. I even trusted you and this is how you repay me. What will you do next? Tell the world that I have the Code?"

"I signed a treaty with Verta Carta that I would never do that," Elvis said. "If I ever break that contract, Blood Moon will perish, so I hope you'll have this at least sense of security that I won't betray you."

"This is madness," Allen groaned. "Let us rewrite the deal first. I get to know your wife's location, and you will give me ten Grand grade Codes."