Marcus took a sip of his drink, his expression cold. "If he’s trying to play games with us, he’ll regret it."
Just as I was about to lose my patience, the door swung open. The man we had paid to retrieve the pack’s treasure walked in, looking slightly disheveled but calm.
I narrowed my eyes. "Where the hell have you been?" I demanded. "We’ve been calling you, but no response!"
The man sighed and sat across from us. "You think I’ve been enjoying myself? I’ve been busy searching for that damn treasure you sent me after!" He rubbed his temples as if he was exhausted. "I almost had it, but I needed to stay hidden. Dominic’s men have been everywhere. If I answered your calls, they could’ve tracked me."
Marcus leaned forward. "So? Are you close to getting it or not?"
The man smirked. "Very
