"Another organization?" the old man asked.
Gonda nodded carefully.
Kundra stood behind him without moving, but Gonda could feel the man's attention sharpen. Even the two armed youths near the wall looked more alert now.
"What name did they give?" the old man asked.
"They did not give one," Gonda said. "And I did not dare ask."
The old man watched him.
Gonda lowered his tone. "They came through a man called Wil, an old man who is very careful. They know things we don't know. They knew about my people, my enemies, even matters inside my own gang."
He did not mention Bruno too much.
That name could lead the wrong way.
The old man leaned back, but the surprise did not fully leave his face.
He had been sent here because World Zone wanted a local base. This country was not the center of their usual work. It was useful because of routes, weak enforcement, and a few future openings their top side cared about.
