"Sixth Master, if you kill someone here, it will cause trouble for the Princess Consort."
"..."
"The Princess Consort is in a sensitive situation right now. If those old men find out that you killed someone in Orienta, there's no telling how much trouble they'll cause her. And think about the little prince..."
Just then, Sienna Johnson emerged, arm-in-arm with Kenneth Brown, a provocative smile playing on her lips. Adrian Desmond's dark eyes surged with a furious desire to rip the wretched pair to shreds.
Walter Klein seized the opportunity to snatch the gun from Adrian Desmond's hand, tossing it into their car as if it were a hot potato. This wasn't Abyanabad, after all. It wasn't their territory, so they had to be cautious.
After all, being caught with a firearm could be quite troublesome.
