Inside the flashy living room, all the men stood in a straight line with their heads down. They were all shaky but tried not to show it, with their heads down only one man was pacing up and down in front of them, and he looked pissed. No, he was more than pissed, he wanted to kill each man standing before him. Any time his mind roamed around the unsuccessful mission they went for, he growled in anger and kicked the nearest item close to him.
He was seething in anger as he looked at every man before him, especially his right-hand man who had his head down.
"Repeat what you just said, Wayne." He barked, stopping in front of Wayne, his right-hand man.
Wayne took in a deep breath before opening his mouth to speak,