*MAXWELL*
Caleb walks back toward me.
"Maxwell, these two issues we're clearing soon, we're letting you in on as notice. Now that you've taken this step to go deeper with us, you need to know we don't joke around. Learn to keep your house in order, or we'll do it for you. Either way, our business moves unhindered. Not by anyone, and certainly not by you. Make good use of the two weeks."
The threat hung in the air.
I swallowed. "Two weeks."
"Two weeks," Caleb confirmed. "After that, if Blackbridge isn't moving product, we pull out. And when we pull out, we clean up. Everyone involved becomes a loose end."
He turned and looked at me directly.
"The Syndicate doesn't leave loose ends. You understand that, right?"
I nodded.
"Good." He gestured to the door. "Meeting's over."
I stood sl
