Chapter 108: Slaining Spree

Such a delicate order to carry out and Jeremy was guffawing all over the line. Randall, the Cassanos, and the men that Leo brought in to join their so-called organization—in which, he doesn't know what they talked about—huddled in one circle at the far end corner of the room, and discussed the next mission. 

"I can't say an insult to your group, Mr. Cross. You're such a competent assistant leader. I can't believe that Leo has chosen the right ones when I was the one who initially referred to it. I saw the victims with my own two eyes." 

Jeremy's glee irritated Vincent and Etienne, who was flushing cards, and played along their notes to beat each other. They liked to play poker than to listen to Jeremy's ecstatic voice about his spies accomplishing a task in a neat string. 

No blood drawn, no lines crossed, and it's clean.