In the cool hours of the evening, a young man stood outside his apartment, having a conversation with a man on blackhood, he veered around to take note of the environment, scanning if anymore was watching, before handing him a parcel, they spoke for a long period of time, before bidding each other a farewell.
He then turned towards the entrance of his apartment, unfurling the door, slowly peeking into his apartment to be certain it was safe for him to come in, before shutting the door.
“ Long time to see Pedro” A cold voice rang in his ears, making him screeched in fright, he immediately reached out to pick his Gun; however, he soon realized that he has been disarmed.
“ I wouldn't do that if I were you Pedro” Damien muttered, seating lazily on the couch, he slowly placed his hands on
