Chapter 53: Psychopath
Chapter 53
No one laughed.
Ronan scanned the room with a calm, flat expression. They weren’t just strong. You could feel it in the air. Like pressure. Like standing in a room with wild animals that hadn’t eaten in days.
There was a sharp-looking woman with ash-gray skin and silver wires braided into her hair. A tall guy with mirrored shades, even underground, flipping a knife through his fingers absently. Another leaned against the wall, chewing a toothpick, muscles twitching like he was holding back from charging.
And those were just the ones in plain sight.
A huge monitor came to life on the far wall. Aldric’s face appeared, crystal-clear.
"I assume everyone’s here," he said.
No one answered. He took that as a yes.
"You all must have heard about the your newest member? Am I right?"
Several heads tilted. One guy blinked slowly like he was trying to process a joke.
"Hold up," said a voice near the center, lean guy with a high buzzcut. "He’s in now? Just like that?"