It wasn't until he started working there that he noticed something strange.
To humans, all the breeding houses and fighting rings had different names.
Even when they were owned by the same person.
The realization had come slowly, over months of working with the contracts and documents. He had seen the different names appearing again and again, attached to different houses, different operations, different fronts. It had taken him a while to piece it together, to understand that the breeding house wasn't a single entity but a web of interconnected businesses, all owned by the same shadowy figures.
Wasn't that useful information?
Maybe this could save him from getting killed.
The hope was fragile, but it was there. Nicky clung to it with everything he had, forcing himself to speak, to keep talking, to give Nicholas every piece of information he could remember.
