STRENGTH IN LACKING NUMBERS

The locker room of The Syndicate backstage is much smaller than when they debut a month or so ago. Instead of having the seven men they started with, they have four, all of which sit in the locker room.

Eliot Ness, Devlin Rok, Donald Deruty and Rain are all that remain, though Rain is making sure that it stays that way.

Rain: “We must watch our backs from here on out. Our numbers have depleted but are not emptied. Such violence against our group will be dealt with in kind and at Insult 2 Injury, the true nature of our apocalypse comes to light.”

Devlin Rok: “True nature? We’re getting beaten at every turn. We’ve lost McGregor, The Crow and now Mr Black since Rags to Riches alone. We’re not the force we used to be and I think it’s because of you, you’re too focused on Tyler Brooks.”

The room falls silent upon Rok’s revelation.

Rain: “You may believe me to be faltering in my position as leader but soon strength will be restored to our numbers.”

Donald Deruty: “He’s right Rok, we’re just beginning to get started here.”

Suddenly the door slides open and in walks Kaylyn James Evans. Rain nods at his fellow Syndicate members and heads towards the door with her, likely to discuss whatever it is he may need.