Greg's POV
The tension was so thick I could feel it pressing down on me like a weight.
I took a slow step forward, holding the device higher. “You think betraying me for a few stacks of dirty cash is smart, huh? Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?”
A few of them exchanged nervous glances, but no one spoke.
“But I won’t kill you,” I continued, my voice low. “Not because I trust you. Not because I forgive you. But because you’re more useful to me alive than dead.”
The room was deathly silent, my words hanging in the air.
“You’ve been compromised. All of you,” I said. “And because of that, I’m going to use you to fix this mess. You’re going to be my tool to bring down the man who paid you to betray me.”
The silence broke as one of the men spoke up, his voice shaking. “How… ho
