Upon listening to Bailey, Wilbur knew at once that Jack was a severe addict.


    People like this would be willing to do anything to continue funding their addiction. After a while, Wilbur said, "It seems like I shouldn''t have let Jack go just now."


    "Well, what could you have done?" Bailey shook her head. "I really think you should just go back to Dasha, Mister Penn. It isn''t safe for you to stay here any longer."


    Wilbur smiled. "I can''t leave yet, I haven''t even finished what I came here to do. How about this? You can follow me around for the next few days. I''ll pay you ten thousand dors for each day until I''m done here. What do you think?"


    Wilbur could tell that Bailey did not understand the danger she was in yet.


    Bailey was in shock, her expression flickering with hesitation.


    Things at home were not going very well, and getting paid ten thousand dors every day was a sry she would never even have imagined herself receiving.


    The offer was practically impossible to resist, but the thought of Wilbur''s situation with the Mighty Tiger Gang made her hesitate.


    Just then, Wilbur smiled. "Don''t worry. I''m really good at fighting, the Mighty Tiger Gang won''t be able to do anything to me."


    "Are you sure?" Bailey blurted out.


    Wilbur nodded. "Trust me."


    Bailey fell silent for a few seconds. In the end, she gave in to the offer with a weak nod of her head.


    Wilbur smiled. "Pick any room you like here, you''ll be staying in it for the next few days. You''re taking me out for dinner and shopping at night."


    The enormous sry lowered Bailey''s guard, and she nodded silently.


    She needed the money to pay Jack off so he would leave her alone, as well as to live a decent life so she could focus on her studies.


    Wilbur smiled.


    He would just wait for the people to challenge him and take them down one by one until Loja showed up.


    ...


    Over in a bar at Gamuda City.


    A skinny man sat on the couch in a huge private room, feasting on a bloody steak.


    Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth as he ate.


    The steak would be considered undoubtedly raw to any other person, but the man seemed to find it delicious.


    Jack and Sopa stood before the man, both of them trembling from head to toe.


    The skinny man was none other than Cade Lonen, the head of the Mighty Tiger Gang.


    Cade finished thest of his steak, taking the napkin a servant had held out next to him.


    He wiped his mouth, the scar on his face twitching from the gesture and making him look even more murderous.


    Tossing the napkin away, Cade finally turned his attention to the two men before him. "What''s the matter?"


    "We''ve found a really loaded guy, Boss. The only problem is that he''s a really good fighter," said Sopa.


    Cade smirked. "Tell me more."


    "I think he''s here alone. He''s staying at a presidential suite in the Bando Hotel," said Sopa.


    Cade lit up at the words. "What else?"