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“Have you located them?” I asked the nervous scout standing in front of me with shaking hands. What a pity, he would have to be disposed of too, just like the many others who had failed to deliver.
“Answer me.” I urged him, sounding both demanding and surprisingly soft. He was gulping again and sweat started to tickle down from his receding hairline, as his brown eyes stared at me, begging for forgiveness, for another chance. I didn’t give them a second chance. Either you deliver, or you die. Simple as that. He opened his mouth, but no words came out and his eyes widened as he realized that my patience was running thin. Glancing at my second in command, I gave him a curt nod and gazed back at the trembling man in front of us. A silver gun appeared in the corner of my eye and, wi
