C542 A Knife to the Throat
Murphy nodded in satisfaction, his eyes lingering on Neil as he departed.
The moment Neil was out of sight, Murphy's smile vanished, giving way to a flicker of concern. "Who exactly is this Wood? Even the man in the black mask fears him, resorting to such a roundabout scheme to eliminate someone. I must tread carefully," Murphy mused, his face etched with apprehension.
He was no fool
