I Want Her

The meeting room went into a pin-drop silence as Scar lay on the floor, with blood oozing out of his head continuously.

However, the others weren't fazed. It wasn't the first time they had seen such a level of killing.

As soon as they heard Roman's question, they spoke up, "No Boss!" Their voice was chorused and there was obvious fear and respect in their eyes for Roman.

"Let's proceed!" Roman ordered as he sat back down on his chair.

Immediately, Lucas proceeded with his informal presentation, "The import of goods has been on the low as Azazel has taken over half of the market!" He said.

As he continued to say what had been happening in Roman's absence, Roman felt uneasy in his seat.

His hands were clenched into tight fists. Everything his grandfather had worked for, was slowly crumbling.

Minutes passed and Lucas was done talking. He looked up at Roman, waiting for his next order.

"What information do you have about Azazel and his organization?" Roman asked, with a serious lo