Blake wiped his hands on the handkerchief and threw it away afterwards while leaning on his car.
His eyes met with that of his best friend then he rolled his eyes, opened his car door and got in.
"Are you not going to enter or do you still want to follow them back?" Blake asked pointing at his men who were still carrying out his order.
Ryan quickly shook his head in disagreement, he doesn't want to ride with those boring set of people again.
They are too serious minded, has some scary expressions on their faces and they only speak only when it's important.
He walked to the other side of the door, opened it then he entered.
Blake drove off immediately after they both settled down.
"Are you going to let them kill the man? You are going to really kill him?" Ryan asked.
Blake gave him a side ways look before focusing back on the road.
"I didn't plan on sparing him, you've helped me a lot today Ryan, thank you" he replied.