Chapter 70: Brothers
"Brother," Charles shouted, "I surrender! I'll agree to all your terms!"
In that moment, Charles thought of his wife and daughter and his business. If Henry pulled the trigger, it would all be over.
The fear of death and facing actual death are entirely different. Many think they're not afraid of death, but that's because they haven't truly faced it.
Charles had earned his reputation through bloodshed, known for his fearlessness. But he had always been the victor, never experiencing the true fear of death. If Henry had asked him to surrender while holding a gun to his head, Charles wouldn't have given in, especially in front of his men.
But this moment was different. Seeing the killing intent in Henry's eyes, Charles felt he was at death's door. His survival instinct took over, and he didn't care about pride, only about stopping Henry from pulling the trigger.
Jonathan and Daniel emerged from the bushes, guns raised, shouting, "Anyone who wants to live, get down!"
Fortunately, it was dark, and Charles's men couldn't see Jonathan and Daniel trembling. They had forgotten Henry's instruction to reload after firing. But the guns' intimidation was enough; no one wanted to risk their lives.
The two thugs holding Brandon's arms walked past Jonathan and Daniel, still confused. Henry shot the one on Brandon's left in the shoulder, causing him to scream and fall. The other thug released Brandon and crouched down, trembling. Brandon hurried to Henry's side.
Seeing Henry fire without hesitation, Charles's men, who thought Jonathan and Daniel were just bluffing, now realized Henry was serious. They all crouched down in fear.
Charles, seeing Henry fire again and unsure if his man was dead, felt a chill. He realized Henry was a true killer.
"Brother," Charles pleaded, "I'll transfer the 900,000 immediately. Or the 10,000 for the emergency call."
Henry ignored him and asked Brandon, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
In reality, Brandon's shoulder was cut, bleeding down his back. Initially painful, he now felt numb from adrenaline and didn't realize the extent of his injury. In the dim light, Henry couldn't see it either.
Brandon signaled Henry not to kill Charles. Henry then said, "I'm not one to raise prices. 900,000 it is. But what about tonight's incident?"
Charles replied, "You decide."
"Do you have shares in Erick's bar?"
"Yes, ten percent."
"Mine now."
Charles didn't hesitate, "No problem!"
Henry said, "Deal. Remember, if you go back on your word, we'll have another fight. And if you play dirty, I'll wipe out your entire family."
"Understood, understood!"
Henry opened his phone, "I want the money in ten minutes."
"Absolutely!"
Henry, holding his gun, told Brandon, "Let's go," and walked away. Charles's men, feeling the killing intent, didn't dare move until Henry was far away.
Jonathan then noticed the blood on Brandon's back, "Brandon, you're hurt!"
"What? No way."
Daniel stopped and saw, "Holy crap, your back is covered in blood!"
Henry turned back, ready to return, but Brandon stopped him, "It's just a minor injury. You already took one of them down, no need to make a fuss over this."
At that moment, Henry's phone beeped with a message: the 900,000 had been transferred.
Brandon said, "Henry, Charles sent the money. We shouldn't be petty and argue over my injury."
Henry agreed, "Alright, let's get you to the hospital."
They took Brandon to a nearby hospital, treated his wound, and Henry asked for their Facebook IDs to send each of them 200,000.
Jonathan and Daniel were impressed by Henry's generosity. Brandon, however, said, "Henry, we can't take this money."
"Why not?"
Brandon explained, "We're not bandits. We still need to establish ourselves in Harbor Springs. Charles might reconsider, and we'll need money for future conflicts."
Jonathan agreed, "Yeah, everything costs money. Even Charles's men were paid. We might need to hire more people next time."
Daniel added, "We don't need the money now. Let's save it for when we do."
Brandon continued, "Henry, to make a name here, we need to invest in businesses like the big gangs. We shouldn't split the money."
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