"Boss!" the man yelled. His boss looked at him, and his expression darkened.
"What the f*ck happened, Harry!?" the boss yelled. Harry bit his lower lip and kneeled.
"I'm sorry, Boss. They were too powerful," he said. "We were planning to rob them as you wanted us to, but we could not defeat them and lost half," he added.
"F*ckers!" his boss yelled angrily, slamming the glass on the table. How dare they!?
"Do we attack again, Boss?" Harry asked. His boss shook his head.
"No, leave them be. I don't want unnecessary deaths on me," he replied. He wanted to kill the three soldiers, but he couldn't do that now. He'll lose many of the people who worked under him. He'll remember their faces, and when the time comes, he will be the one to bring about their deaths.
"Are we staying here for the
