It wasn't like it was a big deal that there were now designated smoking areas in the territory. It was just a hassle for everyone, who usually just went out to an open area to light a cigarette and take the edge off.
And it was just too abrupt for everyone.
Red and his group quietly smoked their cigarettes while their minds spiraled over this sudden change. Amid their silence, one of their colleagues came running in their direction.
"Red!"
Red and the others whipped their heads toward him, their brows knitting upon seeing the look on his face.
"What in the world is it this time?"
And before they got an answer, a bad feeling was already crawling up their spines.
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Moments later, Red and the others on his team—along with some servants, Nolan, and a few bodyguards—stood around the ruined garden, where Ashley was basically taking Primo hostage.
No, she wasn't holding the young master at gunpoint or anything like that.
What was she doing?
