Cassian's POV;

I looked at him for a moment; he didn't seem as relaxed as he thought he did. He was tapping his feet, repeating, and his fingers were trembling after each smoke.

“Boss..”

Marcus said. He quickly threw away the cigar and tried cleaning his mouth as if it would get the smell out.

“Good job, you are doing down here”

I said.

This was one of my methods. Starting off with a compliment will put him more at ease and make him forget the lies that he had practiced to say, then afterwards ask the main question.

“It's all thanks to you sir”

“You think so”

“I know...