Scoured Traces

Chapter 28 Scoured Traces

In a dimly luminous basement with a few old construction supplies scattered around, besides, those men filled the room. The damp smells of an old building, together with smoke and sweat, conquered the air inside. And at the heart of it all, there was a man sitting at an old-fashioned desk facing another man who was currently on his knees. That fellow was saturated with cuts and bruises from its face down to its body, quivering in pain, sweat, and tears. Samuel flicked his finished cigarette butt, and it hit the man's face and lit another one.

"This is annoying… I don't have the energy to deal with this, but let's get this over with."

He said under his nose, staring blankly into space as he huffs the smoke into the air.

"How come you let it slip on your hands this time, Manager Abel? Do you realize how many consequences may arise for you, when you fai