Four men stepped inside, their eyes fixed on Hadron Adron, who sat surrounded by six of his loyal henchmen, a cigarette smoke swirling around him.
Michealo the leader of his own gang, but ultimately loyal to Hadron, clearing his throat to break the silence.
"Boss," Michealo greeted.
"Michelle, any news about my missing truck?". Michealo hesitated, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down before he replied,
"Yes, boss, but..."
The words trailed off, and Hadron's gaze turned icy, his lips curling into a sneer as he exhaled a puff of his cigarette smokes
"But what, Michealo?"
Michealo's voice trembled as he continued, "The man who stole the truck sold it to your enemy... We conducted extensive research, trying to confirm our suspicions, and unfortunately, the evidence points to the very
