Having made up his mind, Fisk did not hesitate. He brought Vanessa and several subordinates with him and rushed straight to Gospel Company. Fortunately, he had both power and influence, and he was riding in an ambulance. Even during rush hour, he did not run into the headache of traffic jams.
When he arrived at Gospel Company, identified himself, and explained the situation, Nadia, who was handling the front desk, was a little stunned. She truly had no idea how to deal with it, so she reported it upward. The matter went straight to Moira, and when Moira came over to take a look, she too felt rather helpless.
She knew her boss disliked unnecessary complications, but turning away someone who had come begging the company to save a life would damage the company's reputation. Besides, from the way the fat man spoke, he seemed to be implying that they already had some connection with the company.
Thus, not knowing how else to handle it, Moira placed Vanessa inside a life-support pod to make sure she would not die for the time being, then directly reported the matter to the Eredar Twins.
"Whether she lives or dies, what does that have to do with me?" That was the Eredar Twins' attitude toward the matter.
After all, the Twins came from Eredar high nobility and had always held professions that vanished the moment they saw daylight, like organized crime, in contempt. When they had first arrived in this world, circumstances had forced them to dabble in shady dealings for a while. Fortunately, Evenson had stopped them back then. Otherwise, they probably would have conquered the entire United States and become the undisputed bosses of all the Americas. Thus, they had never thought much of people like Fisk.
"Ah, don't say that.