The fundraising event had turned out to be quite the evening, but not in the way Max had originally imagined. He had gone in with certain expectations, hoping to uncover answers, maybe even stir up some trouble. But instead, it had left him with more questions than anything else.
There were a few things he wished he'd gotten out of it. For one, he'd wanted to know if the White Tiger was more intertwined with the world of the wealthy than even he had realized. But not a single White Tiger member showed up. In fact, no gang members at all had been present.
The second thing he had hoped for was some kind of clue, some signal, as to which family member might be out for his blood. Chad had practically screamed hostility from the moment they met. It wasn't a surprise that he was behind Dipter, not at all.
