Jax's POV
The men around the table erupted, faces twisted with rage.
"You monster! You've been the reason we've been shrinking."
"The attacks. How the enemies knew our hideouts."
"It was all you!"
I raised my hand and the shouting stopped cold.
"The maid was able to identify his clothing," I explained, taking the file from Jordan and standing tall. "And we traced every phone call you received. The cash. Everything. You were smart, Dane. But not high level smart. Never let a witness live."
Dane sniffed, tears mixing with snot. "So, what now? You'll kill me. That's it. Then I'm ready to die."
"Oh no," I told him, voice steady. "I'm feeling merciful today. You'll live."
Dane looked surprised for a split second. Then I delivered the rest. "Hand him over to the Iron Clad. Let them do
