Searching for Vanessa

Glenn's phone was flooding with calls. Reporting that two of their small laboratory for methamphetamine, weeds and cocaine was under attack by NBI. They have no way of back up. Then another report came that another laboratory was under attack.

Francisco's hand is shaking in anger as he reaches his drink and drank it all. He then throw it at the television in front of him.

"Who is it?!" He scream. "Find out who planned it!"

Francisco's phone started ringing and he glance down at it. It was Tony Lawson. He calm himself and reach it.

"Sir?" Francisco raise his hand to Glenn to shut him up as he answer it.

"Francisco." He said.

"It's Tony Lawson. Hi—we have already sort out the contract. Let's meet in the Lawson Country Club in about two hours? My cousin don't want to delay it anymore since we'll be quite busy for few weeks."

"No problem at all Mr. Lawson."