Authority Transfer

The Duke.

He was the second most powerful man in the Upper Avenue.

He held a high position as commander of the city's security.

Tall and built like a retired boxer, Duke glanced around the room, a satisfying smile on his face.

Wherever he sets his foot in, everyone is expected to bow at his feet and pay their respects.

He literally sees himself as a god. All mortals must worship the ground he walks on.

It gives him a great sense of validation to see people fear and worship him.

When his eyes landed on Logan his smile disappeared like smoke.

Logan was enjoying his meal, his back turned to Duke.

Logan didn't know there was a new comer. He was too absorbed in his meal to notice.

"Shit!" Adam swore under his breath, sweat beads forming on his head. He reached out and tugged at Logan's sleeve. "Mr Logan, Mr Logan."

Logan glanced down, surprised to find Adam bowing on one knee. "What's the matter?"

"Mr Logan, what are you doing?" Adam asked, his eyes wide from fear. "The Duke has a

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