Bonez and Granger stepped out of the mansion. As the cool night air touched them, Granger patted Bonez on the shoulder.
“Hey, are you alright?” Granger asked. Bonez looked at him, still pale, and gave a small nod.
“That’s our boss? I still get shivers just remembering the conversation we had,” he said. It was a simple conversation but to Bonez, it felt like the most terrifying conversation he ever had.
“He’s frightening, right?” Granger said with a tired smile. “Even though I’ve spoken to him many times, I’m still not used to it,” he added.
The boss gave off an aura unlike anyone else. He wasn’t just intimidating—he was like a devil in disguise. One wrong move, and it felt like your head could roll off your shoulders.
“Come on,” Granger said firmly. “Let’s go and pick up the goods,
