RICHARD'S WAREHOUSE
Miguel noticed the familiar surroundings as the SUV came to a stop. He was brought to the remains of Richard’s warehouse—the same one he had orchestrated the destruction of few days ago.
"Oh, I see!" He said out loud.
As he stepped out of the vehicle, Richard was already standing a few feet away, watching his approach with a smug expression. He wanted to kill Miguel so bad, but before he pulls the trigger, he needed to sort some things out.
"Look who we have here," Richard said.
Miguel shook his head, a smirk playing on his lips. As Richard’s men escorted him forward, their guns still pointed at him, Miguel remained calm, his confidence was still intact.
“I’m highly disappointed, Richard,” Miguel said, his voice filled with sarcasm. “You, of all people, stoo
