School had ended, and Max was already laying the groundwork for something new, something he would call the Billion Bloodline.
If he wanted to uncover the truth about what happened inside the White Tiger, he couldn't just rely on others. He had to build a group powerful enough to face them head-on. Something of his own.
Hiring a security team or outsourcing the job to another gang? That was never going to work, especially for someone like him. Too many questions would be raised. People would doubt his legitimacy. And more often than not, those who were hired ended up betraying their clients anyway.
Even when he'd visited a group like the Pit, things could have easily gone sideways. No one ever really knew who was backing who. Street gangs were unpredictable. Loyalties were bought and sold every day, and money alone was never enough to guarantee safety.
That's why Max had decided to create something new from the ground up. And this... this was just the beginning.
