Book Two - Chapter One

Exasperatedly, he raked his hands in his hair, " M***erf**ker, " He cursed as he breathed in deeply exhaled in aggression.

He glared out at the inky sky. His brows pulled together, his fisted hands were resting on the glass wall. The sun was about to set down. It was increasing his frustration making him more aggressive.

The phone rang on the desk. His full attention was on the plan. How to kill his enemies, how barbaric their death should be. His phone chimed in his pocket. He drew his clenched hand to his pocket and fished it out. He hoisted it up.

" Secret meeting, Ethan. You're not here." A heavy mocking voice came from the other side.

He disconnected the call. He strode out of the office. He took the private elevator and hit the top floor' button. His jaw was clenched all the time.

He was feeling helpless. It was the most hateful feeling. He breathed in and out calmly, mulling over the situation. The night was going to fall soon. H