There was a list of names, some recognizable and others that gave him the creeps, along with tales of betrayals that went deeper than any knife wound. As he flipped through the pages, a heavy feeling settled in his gut. Alpha Dark had turned on him, spilling his secrets piece by piece to Karza, a rival he never saw coming. He thought that after he'd taken down Maksim Karza, he wouldn't have to deal with him again. But now, here he was, scheming against him and sending a dead man back into the game.
Despite all the damning evidence in front of him, HK kept his face completely still; not a single muscle moved. After a moment of quiet contemplation, he slowly stood up, carefully placed the glass back on the table with a dull thud, and spoke to the empty space around him in a voice as solid as steel.
"Don't call anyone. Arm me," he declared as if someone were in the room.
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