LUCIEN DRAVEN POV

"What do you mean you haven't found them yet?" I roared, slamming my hand against the hard oak desk and wincing as sharp pain traveled up my hand. "Fuck!"

The men standing in front of me glanced at one another, none of them daring to say anything until the man in charge finally cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry, boss. I don't know how to explain it either, but it's almost like he's already predicted all our moves before we even make them."

"Then stop being so goddamn predictable." I shoved away from the desk, my frustration boiling over as I started pacing across the room. "First, you...