Underhanded Tricks (1)
Later that night at an abandoned warehouse near the Lim Villa estate, Loren Lim got out of his car. He didn't have a chauffeur, and nor did he bring his bodyguards along.
He stepped out of the vehicle, his loose clothing draped over his lean figure, his long hair blowing softly in the evening breeze.
"You're here early" Loren commented, seemingly to nobody, but then a figure emerged from the dark shadows of the warehouse.
"I don't have much time right now, I have somewhere else to be, so let us make this quick" the figure spoke back to Loren.
Loren's casual attitude disappeared all of a sudden. His easy smile turned into a hard glare.
"I decide what pace we maintain, you will never dictate to me"
There was an eeriness in Loren's tone. This man may be young, but he was ruthless as a psychopath and had committed far too many heinous crimes already to be desensitised to any semblance of humanity. He simply had to be in control.