The other walked back and forth in the hall after hooking the sleeves of his black shirt to the elbow and opening the first two buttons of it,

placing one hand on his waist.

With the other hand rubbing it over his mouth, he exhaled tightly as he sowed the ground with his steps,

and looked at his guards with feasting and burning looks, and all his thoughts were focused on that someone had taken it and brought it back to Ricardo.

The guard came running with the videotape of yesterday's surveillance equipment, and

Arius quickly pulled it out and headed towards the laptop on the table to put the...