C254 Control Life and Death

In a flash, a swarm of towering men burst through the doors of the bar. They moved with the precision of a well-oiled machine, swiftly splitting into two lines and bowing in deference.

Following them, a middle-aged man with a stocky frame entered. His eyebrows hung low over beady eyes that sparkled with a dangerous glint, reminiscent of a venomous snake poised to strike