Kendrick had no expression on his face. "How did you capture them?"

"It was a piece of cake. I even helped you interrogate them. They confessed."

Mark observed Kendrick's reaction before casually adding, "They were under the orders of Cory Sloan. Apparently, whoever killed you would be rewarded 50 million dollars."

"Oh?" Kendrick sneered.

"I never thought my life would cost that much."

"Cory has crossed the line. Aren't you planning to hit back?" Mark asked with interest.

"This is my business." Kendrick didn't look at Mark.

"Leave them here. I'll handle it."

Mark said nothing. He merely observed Kendrick. He seemed a little unhappy.

After a while, he broke the silence. "Fine. Since they are my gifts to you, you can do whatever you like with them.

"But I'll still have to remind you. No matter what, having an extra friend is always safer than having an extra enemy."

Mark's gaze sharpened. "Get well soon."

Kendrick's gaze darkened as he watched Mark leave with his men.

In