Speaking of the devil
Jerry and his right hand man Jimmy was sitting in his study. Jerry, a man in the early sixties, black low hair, with a slightly chubby body, also Leo's uncle, was fuming in rage, as he just got notifications from some of his people that got sacked about their outcome.
"That bastard! he dare go against me?" Jerry was very furious.
He slammed his hand on the table, his entire being shaking due to anger.
"Calm down sir," Jim, his right hand man said. He had a brown curly hair and was well built, despite being almost the same age with Jerry. The gap between their ages shouldn't be higher than 6.
He was also the man who trained all the boys at Jerry's disposal for his dirty work.
"Find out what that brat is up to, he must be up to something for sacking those people" Jerry said.
Jim spoke up, "actually sir, I have done my research." he said.
Jerry head snapped at the man beside him. "go ahead and tell me then, what the hell is he up to?"
