Blaise Taylor
I tapped my nails against my new table, while many pair of eyes remained trained upon me, waiting upon my response to their many questions.
Hunter sat nearest to me just as on edge about my next words, curious to see how I'd deal with the situation and worried that I would explode.
"Let's just chill the f**k out for a second."
I placed my feet up on the table, as everyone seemed relatively taken back.
Pointing at the guy nearest to me, I nodded my head slightly, "You, go on"
"Our main gun suppliers are requesting more money."
I leaned further back in my chair, "Don't give it to them. Organise a meeting with their leader but set up hidden snipers in case they try to fight back. Tell them that they won't get any more money and if they still threaten to take their
