POV: Joseph
I move around the crowded room in the Spencer Center's basement, expelling some energy. However, the tape that secures my wire keeps tugging at my skin, which annoys me.
I spot Amber in the corner of the room when Canyon enters. He looks somber as he walks towards me.
"Dean's not coming."
I scratch my head and nod. "This is Dean's deal. If he wants to punk out, then we'll do this without him."
Canyon curtly nods. He looks around. "Reece isn't here?"
I shake my head. "She'll meet us later. Are you ready to get into the human trafficking business?"
Slowly, Canyon grins. "It's been a dream of mine for a while. Low turnover, high profit."
I force a smile, looking around at the scared people. "You're done with the drug trade?"
"Yeah," Canyon says, putting his hands into his
