Everyone was holding their breath. They knew a storm was on its way.

Archibald had been holding onto his powerful position for decades. In those times, he had feared nothing.

Now, however, his eyes were filled with an intention to kill someone.

It looked like Noah hadn’t shown the full scope of his strength back when they pitted themselves against each other four years ago.

The old man spoke slowly. “What if I forbid you guys from leaving this warehouse at all? What if I say I’ll trap all of you here tonight?!”

The wind howled and tousled Noah’s black hair.

He might’ve been standing in the rundown warehouse, but the crappy environment did nothing to diminish his elegance. Staring right into the old man’s vicious eyes, he enunciated each word and said,

“If I don’t make a call to my assistant in ten minutes, then every single photocopier in my company will print these pictures all night long! Come morning, everyone in Brookesville will have a copy of Anderson’s erotic pictures