Gwen was speechless. Even after busting down the door to all three operations, they kept pointing fingers and throwing accusations.
Rama blamed Ami, Ami blamed Marcel, Marcel blamed Rama.
All of them were also trying to sabotage the other by causing havoc to draw the attention of the sentinels away while they planted the contraband in the enemy warehouse.
Massaging her eyes, Gwen felt the urge to just kill all three of them.
Even Marcel, the somewhat smart one was reduced to throwing insults at the other two.
Just as the three were about to fight again, Gwen slammed her spear down.
"If you keep behaving like children, I'll make sure all three of your gangs have new leaders by sundown." She warned in a low voice, forcing the three to shut up.
"Do you have even a remote idea of who might've planted the contraband into your warehouse?" Gwen sighed in annoyance.
As though rehearsed, all of them pointed the finger at the other, forming a triangle of blame.
*PUCHI!!!
