Chapter 98 The Story: More Jobs And One Last One

• Bryan stood quickly, raising both hands in a calming gesture. “Easy, brother. Easy.” He stepped closer to Darren, lowering his voice as though sharing a secret. “I get it. I was you once. Angry, trapped, thinking I had no way out.”
• Darren shot him a glare, but Bryan pressed on.
• “Look at me now,” Bryan said, his tone smooth, persuasive. “You saw the car I drove here in, didn’t you? The suits, the money, the freedom? That didn’t come from playing safe, Darren. That came from stepping into this life and owning it.”