"Blood Association?"
Brian had heard of the Red Cross, the Red Cross Blood Center, or the United States Blood Center Organization, but it was his first time hearing of a simply named "Blood Association."
"Yes, the Blood Association, a rather niche organization, but it's responsible for the import and export of plasma products for over fifty states in the United States."
The African American agent eyes darted around suspiciously as he spoke, his face expressing fear:
"You have any idea how many secrets hide behind it?
Buddy, seriously, you look young, and those two female officers treated you with respect, you might have a great future ahead of you, let's just say Paola fell into the water drunk and drowned.
I feel like they won't target a small fry like me."
He seemed to come back to his senses.
If the backer behind Paola wanted him dead, he would have left with Paola yesterday.