The Three of Spades said, his tone persuasive. "You tell them you're disillusioned with the Detective Association. That you've seen the corruption within. That you want out before you end up like the rest. Tell them that in the incident with Sia, it all happened because you were unaware of the existence of the organization and that you don't want to be an enemy to them. That you want to work with them instead. And if that's not convincing enough, we sweeten the deal."
"With what?" Max asked warily.
"With information. With you offering to become their undercover agent inside the Detective Association."
Max's eyes widened. "You want me to become a double agent?"
The Three of Spades smiled. "No, Max. I want you to become a triple agent."
Max folded his arms, still not buying it. "Okay, let's say I go along with this insanity. How the hell does that make me safer? How does this not get me killed twice as fast?"
