Wolf was extremely confident that there would be no employees causing any trouble today. That part of the situation had already been handled thoroughly. The message had been sent, the example had been made, and word traveled fast in places like this. Because of that, his attention had shifted completely to something else. He was trying to guess the Gilt Rats' next move.
If he were running a large syndicate gang, and he had discovered that the hired muscle he sent in yesterday had completely failed, what would he do next?
He wouldn't stop. That much was obvious.
Which was exactly why Wolf had headed outside.
The moment he stepped out, his eyes locked onto the group of mobsters moving forward. There were quite a few of them this time, and it didn't take long for him to notice the glint of metal in their hands.
Knives.
