Ethan’s voice was calm and collected, but his eyes were like a pair of arctic pools as he stared at Rock. Rock looked surprised at first. Then, he burst out laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. “Hahaha! What are you talking about, Ethan? Why would I want to kill you?”
“Because you’re afraid my prestige in our gang will eventually surpass yours. Because you’re afraid I’ll threaten your position,” Ethan said slowly. “That is why you sent me on a suicide mission. This way, you’ll be able to kill me and grab a ton of businesses and territories while the Razors are confused, and you’ll be able to pin the blame on me when Mr. Feinberg demands an explanation. Am I right?”
Rock’s smile froze all of a sudden. Clearly, he was not expecting Ethan to see through his deception,
