Alexander climbed out of the car, his phone still in his ears. He quietly listen to the gentle woman speaking to him. His long legs quickly carrying him into the entrance of Luisa's apartment.
"Sir, please show your identification-" The receptionist said as she went out to stop him from barging in. But instantly, she was blocked by a barrier of Alexander's men.
The middle-aged woman tensed up as she remembered how familiar this scene was. The last time this happened, one of their tenants had been carried back to her home unconscious and it was by this same man.
Effortlessly holding back these feeble woman, the men dressed in black exuded a dark aura and seemed more like soldiers than body guards. Their eyes were lifeless and bleak as if they won't flinch at the idea of murder.
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