Chapter 200 Seeking Protection

• You like throwing out prices, do you? Well then… I want your son's legs. Name your price.
• With that one sentence, the smug look vanished from Leonard's face, and his eyes darted toward Corey, who sat across from him.
• On the other end of the call, Flint Zimmer fell silent, digesting the unexpected threat. "Are you f*cking threatening me?" his angry voice barked over the phone after a moment. "Is this how you negotiate a deal?"