C112 Prepare a Gun

Miron and Trenton stepped into a VIP lounge on the 28th floor. Miron took a seat with an air of authority, while Trenton quietly shut the door, brewed a pot of tea, and stood slightly bowed at the desk, as if awaiting orders.

"You seem to have fared quite well in Capital City over the years," Miron remarked coolly, sipping his tea