CHAPTER 133

There was a gentle knock on the mahogany door. The deep voice from within called to enter, before the guards pushed the door apart.

“You need to get those thugs you call securitymen arrested,” the dark man said in annoyance. “If they ever lay a hand on me again, I will ensure their body is laid in the ground.

“Any news?” The second man said in boredom.

“A never disappointing one,” the dark man said and dumped the carton of files on the table before taking his seat.

“What did you find?” The second man asked before placing his cigar on the tray. 

“Hold on friend. I've got...