“What do you mean by that? Are you trying to say that you haven't found out anything about who tried to burn my warehouse?!” I barked at the petite man standing before him.

The detective shivered, his shirt was already drenched in his sweat. Fear had overwhelmed him because he knew what I was capable of doing if he didn't get me what I wanted.

“Mr Mart. We are trying our best, but we haven't found anything. But the new security system has been installed and if the perpetrator strikes again, we'll catch him red-handed” the detective said, as calm as he could.

I turned to him, flashing a deadly...