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“You should be thankful that I agreed to come here when I should be at home resting… instead of acting like a jerk.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “Is that so? What part of your job description and schedule don’t you understand.” He sounded even more pissed. “I am not one of your employees, Dalton… you don’t get to boss me around.” “Mr. Winchester… it’s Mr. Winchester”. He corrected. “And as long as you are handling this company's promotion, you fucking work for me and that means you have to be on your toes at all time… which includes reporting to the office whenever you are called in.”

The setting could have been a scene from a travel magazine, the kind of place people put on their cameras and never saw what really happened after dark. El Jefe walked up alone with no fear, as if he owned the entire town and perhaps he did. He was not a monstrous man in the way stories liked to describe criminals. He was smaller in stature, wiry and spare with a head like a weathered stone. His hands were always doing something — rubbing a napkin, twisting his ring, tapping fingers like he was feeling for pulses. He had the faintest accent that could have been Colombian, could have been several musical dialects braided together. When he spoke, his sentences c

Max complied, shutting the door with a muted click. The chief sat in his oversized leather chair, his rotund stomach taking up almost all the space behind the large oak desk. His name, "Jude Raphael," was boldly embroidered on the pocket of his neatly ironed, albeit tight, shirt. The desk bore a brass plate that read "Chief Superintendent," a testament to his authority within the police department. Max stood tall and composed, his hands firmly planted by his sides. Lark, a young and eager officer, mirrored Max's stance, waiting for the chief's question to be addressed.

’’ He shook his head and started walking again. I followed him and looked at him with intriguing eyes. ‘’I wonder what’s his position here in AZER company. Is he a super visor or something?’’ I ask out of my curiosity. ‘’Supervisor? What are you saying, he is the owner of AZER company.’’ Mr. Kevs uttered that made my jaw drop in disbelief. I covered my mouth and I can’t belief what I heard. What the actual fuck o fuck is that? I almost had an argument with the owner of this famous company?

Chief owoyemi twitched his lips causing his mustache to move in a weird way. "Nothing much sir,we have that all under control. It's nothing to worry about" Dami assured him. Johnmoore and Korede were mute,they both had a straight face on. "And sorry about your warehouse but I need you guys to do something for me... Bring him in" chief owoyemi ordered his men to bring a man in. A man half tortured was brought to middle of the room. "I'm sure you all know about Federico abi what's he called". Dami's heart skipped a bit, he was sure Johnmoore's and Korede's must have skipped too"

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But I have to be fast and get some lead before the meeting they are holding ends. “You might not know me well so let me formally introduce myself to you. My name is Chief Zeus and I am one of the richest men in all of the south and my popularity and influence even stretches to the Human world. I control several businesses and I sponsor a lot of small and medium scale business for different Pack members as a way of giving back to the people that love and support me.” “Wow! You must be very rich I guess.” “I am comfortable, comfortable enough to take care of you better than that little boy can, gorgeous.”