Inside Mr. Luke Samonte’s office, the air was heavy. Thick cigar smoke floated around the room. Luke slammed his hand on the desk, making the pens shake and the coffee cup spill a little.
“That stupid Adam!” Luke shouted. “Now he’s in the hands of the police!”
He stood up from his leather chair and began to pace the floor. His face was red, his jaw clenched tight.
“He should’ve run like I told him to,” Luke gritted his teeth. “Now look where he is. Sitting in a police cell!”
Cyril, one of his trusted men, stood quietly near the door. He had a worried look on his face.
“Sir Luke…” Cyril spoke carefully. “What if Adam tells them everything?”
Luke stopped walking and turned sharply to look at him.
“Everything?”
Cyril nodded. “Yes, sir. What if he tells the police about the hidden busi
