Watching the silver colored Bugatti la Voiture Noire roll away with the captive brought a bitter taste to the tongues of the two men. They knew what was at stake. It Was Miguel asking them to go out to hunt this godforsaken bastard who thought he could play the trick game.
As pack enforcers, it was up to them to ensure that those who went out of order in the pack always were taught a lesson. A bitter one to which the others would learn from. And considering that this guy even went as far as to try to hurt Miguel, it was far reaching.
And for that, they had to be promptly punished. The only thing that spoilt the plans now was the failure at securing the target. Miguel Would be furious, that was sure. The consequence of even returning back home to tell Miguel about this would be chaoti
