A total silence fell over the room. The thirteen women present remained motionless, their eyes fixed on the phone, as if they expected Harlan's voice to come out again and scream about betrayal.
They couldn't believe that the Red Zone boss had swallowed such a huge lie, that he had capitulated so easily to the giant's words.
Nash, unfazed, simply crossed his massive arms over his chest, speaking with disconcerting normality.
"His own paranoia is his worst enemy," Nash began in a calm voice. "Now he's completely dependent on me. The guy thinks he's leading the dance, but he just put a rope around his own neck."
All the girls, both the main Baby-Boom and the substitutes, were gradually understanding just how much of a master manipulator the giant standing in front of them was, a sharp strategist capable of twisting the mind of a hardened criminal by simply using his own vices against him.
