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Chapter 8

Get me the footage from the club last night. Vincent said to Duello as he opened the car door for him.

Yes boss. Duello replied simply, and waited patiently until he entered the car, and he closed the door softly after him.

It was clear that his boss was pissed off, and he couldn't help but pray that his wrath doesn't fall on him, because whoever was unfortunate to have a taste of his wrath might not go free; but he couldn't help but wonder who was the source of his bosses anger, could it be the lady that left earlier? He wondered earnestly.

Vincent was silent throughout the ride to his company, but he kept clenching and unclenching his fist from the anger flowing through his veins towards the young lady who had slapped him again.

Take me to the base. He said suddenly from the backseat, and Duello turned swiftly and briefly to look at him.

But sir, it is day time and... He trailed off in his objection, as his eyes caught sight of his boss glaring at him from the review mirror, and h
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