The Matriarch

Chapter 184 Wrong timing

Gathered in the hall of the inner chamber of their hideout were all the current heads of the black thirteen. They were looking out at a blueprint of the entire slums, mixed with a diorama of the place.

“I’m thinking we can put the entrance on these parts here. Along with a portal gate here so that we have an exit for troops and an escape route in emergencies.”

Raynald pointed at an area on the map, placing two pieces of wood to mark the location where he wanted the things to be placed.

“That would be good, since it will limit any potential weakness in our defense.”

Harold nodded in agreement, looking at the tactical advantage and buildings that were within the site.

“What do you think?”

Raynald states, both men turning to the man to get an approval on their idea for the request.

They paused, seeing the deep expression in the private’s eyes as he stared at the paper. The two end up glancing at each other when they did not receive a reply.

“Sir Chris? Are you all right?”

Harold