That evening
Mark groaned in pains. He was on his bed and his leg was bandaged.
"That bastard" He seethed angrily.
Jonas was in the corner of the room, a distressed look on his face as he stared at his boss.
"What about her? That Mireille Mathieu?" Mark asked.
"I already sent her a mail but there is no response from her yet. I am hoping for a good response, boss"
"I am going to use her to bring James to his knees and then I will get rid of both James and Mireille. I will take out my revenge on the both of them until I can finally get my hands on that bastard!"
Jonas phone beeped with a message and he dipped his hand into his pocket, bringing out his phone.
It was a message, from Belinda.
He pressed his lips into a thin line and looked at his boss.
"I have somewhere to be,
