Chapter 234: Power Play
The Rejected Corps hadn’t made any major moves against the Chalkline Boys lately.
There was a reason for that, one known only to those closer to the top. The truth was, the Chalkline Boys had recently proposed holding a proper discussion, an official sit-down. A talk like that was no small matter in their world. And for the Rejected Corps, it was exactly the opening they’d been waiting for.
Still, this was just the beginning. If the talks didn’t end favorably, if things didn’t go the way they needed them to, then they’d have to strike again, harder this time. Target more critical areas. The kind of places that would force the Chalkline Boys to see the writing on the wall.
They had to make the consequences clear, what would happen if the war continued, and what the ultimate outcome would be. It had to be obvious that the best move, the only logical move, would be for the Chalkline Boys to fold and be absorbed into the Rejected Corps.
The upcoming discussions were for the finer details. Who would run what. How the money would flow. What would change, and what wouldn’t. Despite the promising outlook, tension still ran high. Everyone in the gang was on edge, ready for anything.
Across the board, members were training relentlessly, sharpening their skills, and prepping for large-scale conflict. If this played out the way they hoped, it would mark a turning point. A moment that would signal their rise to the top of the food chain. For the first time, they could finally see a way forward.
At his desk, Chrono stared at the screen of his phone as it buzzed. There was a grim expression on his face, one that said everything. He didn’t want to take this call, but he had to. He couldn’t afford to ignore it.
Answering, Chrono spoke politely throughout the conversation. But when the call ended, he placed the phone down a little too heavily, his features tightening.
"I don’t know if they’re doing this to keep us in check," he muttered, tapping the side of his temple, "or if they’re just trying to maintain the relationship as it stands. What worries me is that they haven’t mentioned anything about our recent actions... nothing at all."
With a deep sigh, Chrono picked up the phone once again and dialed another number. A short while later, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway. Dud entered the room, pulling on a pair of gloves, stretching his fingers like he was getting ready for a fight.