Allen
“What do you mean you lost her? I specifically told you to keep close eyes on her”
“She went into the mall and… she probably knew we were following her” Eight reported, choosing his words carefully to not further rile Allen up.
“Find her, and send me a report every ten minutes” Allen ordered and disconnected the call.
He leaned back into his seat, closing his eyes to calm himself. He took off his glasses and managed his sour nose bridge. He could feel a head-splitting headache looming.
He should have followed her instead of sending men to watch her.
Mira can be so impossible.
Allen slipped his glasses back on, stood up, and grabbed an overcoat and his car keys, driving out of the building with no location in mind. Just when he swerved out of the gate, a thought came to his
