Harvey smiled. “Should I be thanking you, then?”

“No need. I’m just saying…” Sierra frowned. “It’s a little awkward to steer the conversation this way, isn’t it?”

Harvey was beginning to figure out Sierra’s personality. “Maybe you should just tell me why you’re here instead.”

Sierra looked at him with a profound gaze.

“You see, my grandfather wants to see you no matter what. The others have been desperately trying to figure out a way to make that happen… I came here just to ask you for that.”

“Your grandfather? The head of the Wolven Tribe, Preston Klein? Why does he want to see me? Is he planning to cause me trouble?”

Harvey had destroyed the Eve Clubhouse, recruited Romina, and dealt with Asher. After all that, it was only natural for someone like Preston to come at him.

“Probably not.”

Sierra tilted her head to the side.

“If that were the case, I wouldn’t be the one here. It’d be all one hundred and eight fighters of the Klein family instead.

“I was hoping you’d entertain