After a few minutes of waiting, no one entered their building. Pedro was frustrated but he released all his anger with a sigh and said, "Let's not waste time anymore. We have no time to be involved with the politics of these NPCs."
"What about our crew who went down the ship?" Matthew asked.
"Hmm..." Pedro frowned as he rubbed his chin and thought what to do. Without the crew members who went down the ship to spend some time in the BHO HQ, the Karakoa fleet won't be able to depart from that place.
However, despite knowing that someone is stabbing them from the back, he can't just simply fight back because there is a risk that they might end up being an enemy of the whole organization. Hopeless, he could only come up with one thing as a solution.
Hi there! Author here! Just wanna say a few words as I write once again. Kindly comment down bellow if you still want me to continue this novel.
It's been long since I have been in a hiatus. Thinking that there was no one reading this novel up to this point, I plan to make a new one instead if no one is reading already.
That said, I appreciate your support ever since.
Regards, RDream.