It was Friday evening, just before the students had headed home for the weekend, when Ko and his crew, Mo and Joe, got the message.
Another meeting at the cage.
They hated being summoned, especially now. The incident with Sam still hung heavy in the air. Even with the lawyers' smooth words and reassurances, none of them truly felt safe. The truth was still out there… and they knew it.
When they arrived, the setup was exactly like before. Dipter stood in the middle, calm and collected, with Jay and Snide flanking him like shadows.
Ko stepped forward, his nerves showing in the tightness of his voice. "Did something happen? Is there an update?"
Dipter didn't move. He just stared, a cigarette dangling from his lips, before speaking. "No update. Just instructions. A way to wrap up the mess you three managed to create."
Ko swallowed hard.
"Tomorrow's the funeral for the kid," Dipter continued. "You're going. All three of you."
