The silver-haired middle-aged man shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "They're demanding that Alvin come to the mall. They want to meet him...
They have no idea they're putting a noose around their own necks. I even suggested they send a few representatives to visit Alvin at Mutant Prison, but they refused..."
The silver-haired man gave another bitter smile. "What are these people trying to do?
Did they really take such a huge risk just to provoke Alvin into coming over and killing them all?"
Chief George downed the rest of his coffee. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Can we still negotiate? We can more or less guess what they're trying to do, but can we get them to choose a different meeting place?
If Alvin comes here, they're dead..."
"Release Alvin" didn't even count as a condition for Chief George—or for most New Yorkers, for that matter...
But George had no idea what Alvin would ultimately decide to do. Most likely, he'd kill all the Mutants.
This had nothing to do with good or evil. It was simply a terrible precedent!
If Alvin gave in, anyone could use this as leverage to drag him into their mess from now on!
Think about the United States, full of Madmen. Every so often, some Madman could kidnap a few hundred people and think they could bargain with the Manhattan Axe...
No one could accept the consequences...
And Hell's Kitchen had never been one to compromise. The only time Alvin had gone on a trip alone with Fox was to rescue Barney and Elektra.
That time, a dictator on an island had been killed, half the army had been wiped out, one of Baron Strucker's secret bases had been destroyed, and nearly everyone had been killed...
Alvin's