Chapter7

#Chapter7

Carlos lit his favorite cigarette while looking at the man sitting in front of him. His facial expression was enough to depict how scared he was. Carlos kept on looking at his face while puffing one after another making smoke rings to reach his nostril.

/"Brando, how many times do I have to warn you?/" Carlos spoke in such a gentle manner that it looked like he was just scolding his younger brother. But in reality, everyone knows the meaning of this gentleness. It is just a fake wrapper of the cruelest object that Carlos can deliver to anyone.

/"Boss, we haven't done anything. The shipment was stolen midway before we could even reach there./" Brando clasped his both hands together while reciting every single word from his vocabulary. One wrong word from his side can cause his death.