Adam pressed call.
The phone rang only twice before Gonda answered.
For a moment, there was only breathing from the other side.
Gonda had not always been like this.
Before, he could still ask questions. He could still test the other side a little. Even when he was afraid, he had tried to understand where the order came from and how much danger stood behind it.
Now that space was gone.
He knew very clearly that his life was no longer fully in his own hands.
He could still sit in his own chair and give orders to his men. That was only the surface. If the hidden side wanted him to move, he had to move. If they wanted silence, he had to stay silent.
The unknown organization had pulled him into its shadow. It had shown him enough power to make him careful, and enough danger to make him obedient.
