The man in the green cap raised his hands slightly, not in surrender, but to ease the tension. "Look, no need to jump to violence so fast," he said, voice calm but edged with warning, "If you're not Adrian, then I have no business with you. I don't want to hurt anyone innocent. Just stay quiet and I'll let you out of here."
"That easily?" Vyan couldn't quite buy it.
"But of course, on one condition."
Vyan arched a brow. "And that would be?"
"It's simple, really. You don't say a word about me. Ever. My identity, this place, tonight. All of that should be gone from your memory."
Vyan gave a slow, almost amused tilt of his head. "Alright, fair," he said lightly. "Let's say I keep your little secret... Once I walk out of here, will you promise not to come back for Adrian and his family?"
The man's jaw tightened. "Why is that any of your concern?"
Vyan casually shrugged. "Because I work there. And I wouldn't particularly like anything happening to my employer."
