Taylor's miserable ending

Seeing that Asher wasn’t ready to speak, Taylor said, “If I kill you, your turfs will be mine,” he got up and pointed his gun at him.

“Say hello to Cullen for me and tell him I’m disappointed at his worthlessness, Lord–“

The next moment, the door burst open and tear gas was thrown in. Immediately, a team wearing full tactical gear hurried into the room and apprehended everyone.

“Taylor Smith, you’re under arrest for illegal activities…”

By the time that the white smoke had subsided, everyone, except Asher was pinned to the floor while getting their hands handcuffed behind their backs.

Nothing that the leader of the team said entered Taylor’s ears. His amused gaze was stuck on Asher, who was still sitting on the bed despite the heavy tear gas that had subsided a while ago. Taylor’s eyes and throat were still hurting but from the corner of his eyes, he could see Asher who was just taking the cloth away from his face.

‘So, this was what he meant when he said that I’ve lost? Is he