"Yes!"
The thugs shouted in unison, but not one of them dared to make the first move.
The sight of their comrade lying unconscious after being sent flying by Julian's bat was still fresh in their minds. Whoever stepped up next would likely meet the same fate or worse.
None of them wanted to be the next target.
Jonathan's face twisted with displeasure. He scoffed, "Percival, look at your men! A bunch of useless cowards!"
Percival shrugged, his grin laced with malice. "Mr. Gray, don't blame them. That punk's swing was brutal. They just need a little... encouragement."
Jonathan raised an eyebrow. "What kind of encouragement?"
Percival's grin widened. "There's always someone brave enough—for the right price."
Jonathan caught on immediately. He raised his voice. "200,000 dollars to whoe
