TALON POV
Claw grinned when the little circle around him snickered at another one of his jests, and he took the time to wrap up off the rest of his drink whereas they all collected themselves.
Normally, these sorts of occasions bored him out of his intellect, indeed if they were simple ways to bridge associations and organize for his other entrepreneurships. In any case, he never tended to put as well much stock into these individuals. Since at the conclusion of the day, they were only income streams.
Even in spite of the fact that that was a obdurate way of looking at it, it gave Claw a sense of control over the way he conducted himself and his businesses. If he wasn’t contributed in the relationship he had with these individuals, it made it simpler for him to cut ties if he felt like
