Chapter 112 The Cost Of Legacy

• Higan scoffed away his annoyance, “Or rather,” he proposed, straightening his spine “Your team doesn’t move past this perimeter without my permission. This is still my town.”
• His mouth rang out with false authority, the kind built on fragile ego. He glanced at his father for reinforcement.
• Harris bounced his head gravely. “We may owe you a great deal but this is Springville, and you should respect the chain of command.”