Chapter 750

“In my memory,” Aguilar said evenly, his finger still resting on the trigger, “there has never been any conflict between our organization and the KK squad.”

Smoke still drifted from the barrel of his revolver, but he didn’t fire again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the unmanned vehicle careen wildly down the street, crash into a building at the corner, and crumple with a shriek of tortured metal.