Once Damian had completed his assessments and made sure everyone was okay, and no one was internally bleeding, Helios and Max were standing in front of the group. Max was still crying, those tears hadn’t seemed to stop. He didn’t want them to stop, they had lost Alec. Oliver had promised him, he always promised him and the one time he failed, it cost Alec his life.
“Explain,” Max snapped, ignoring the tears in his eyes.
They looked at one another, and Oliver spoke up. “Loosely based, we’re mercenaries.”
“I need more than that,” Max snapped, crossing his arms over his chest.
“We get called in when people need some sketchy things done,” Matt added, refusing to look at either brother.
“Such as?” Helios asked.
Matt rubbed the back of his neck. “It varies. Sometimes, it’s as simple as int
