“Well,” I say. “Vane’s whole power dynamic with Grit relies on money and legal deniability.”
“Huh?” Mayhem says, as Xena c***s her head at me, ears flopping, looking equally perplexed. “English for the dumb brother who barely finished high school, Zarabug.”
“Okay… what I mean is, Grit provides the muscle, Vane provides the cash and clean corporate shield through his partnership with Apex Logistics. Right now, Vane thinks he can protect his multi-million-dollar lab with Grit’s guys guarding it. But I own the land. I own the warehouse.”
“Riiight,” Mayhem says slowly. “I’m with you so far.”
“So we hit them legally first. We have Byte file an emergency hazardous materials injunction for the warehouse.”
“We tell the court that something toxic is in your warehouse?”
“Exactly. As the owner,
