Gaia shouted, "This guy's on our turf, so whether we kill him or do something else with him is our call! Toby, you think you can waltz in here and boss us around? Are you out of your damn mind?"

Toby fixed his gaze on Andrew with undisguised greed in his eyes. "Gaia, you bitch, talk all you want, but I'm not buying your bullshit tonight. Razor Crew's taking this guy, no negotiations!"

He turned to Andrew with a sinister grin. "Listen up. You want to live? Come with us. But you're gonna pay a little price for that privilege. For starters, every dollar you've got on you. And then your family, or whoever you can get in touch with… They're gonna fork over a fat stack of cash to thank me for keeping you breathing!"

Behind the bar, Gaia immediately caught on to what was happening. She looked at Andrew and wondered if he had carried serious money into the City of Hope. Or perhaps he was a wealthy young man, someone from a well-off family. Otherwise, there was no way Razor Crew would storm