Chapter 157
Sometime later.
“This must be it.”
The location Aiden’s group had arrived at was a temporary tent situated within the baseball stadium grounds.
A designated space for facilitating requests and trade negotiations between the alliance headquarters and outside junk dealers.
Considerably larger in scale than a mere transaction booth, with a substantial flow of people coming and going through its interior.
“It seems there are quite a few other junk dealers here as well.”
Arian made that observation regarding the scene.
To which Aiden gave an acknowledging nod, as if it were only natural.
“It would appear so. An environment like this bodes well for our profession.”
The loose alliance formed between the numerous gangs in the city. And this central alliance headquarters where all their requests and trades were concentrated. Combined with their welcoming disposition towards outsiders.
Every aspect was promising news for a junk dealer like Aiden.
No longer needing to risk their lives negotiating with each gang individually.