Chapter twenty-four

Sitting in a large office with a smile on his face as he stared lazily at the piles of work on the desk before him, Chase picked a cigar stick and lighted it, putting it between his lips.

Soon, the room reeked of cigarette smoke and a cloud mist of smoke enveloped the room. He had a look of satisfaction, as he just kept staring at the documents.

“Come in. “ He said, as soon as a knock resounded on the wooden door. He leaned forward, while a man with a scar walked in.

The man shut the door behind him and without waiting for Chase to offer him a sit, he walked toward one of the two chairs available and sat on it. He stared indifferently at the man before him, he seemed to be having fun.

“Done.” He simply said while still staring at Chase. His arms were crossed as he leaned back on the chair he sat.

Chase puffed out smoke from his mouth while staring at the man up and down. “Good.” He responded and threw a fat parcel toward the dangerous-looking man.

The man opened the parcel and hi