"Those scrubs are really getting on my case!" Wrath clenched her jaw as she punched the balcony railing.
"Everything has been taken care of, master," Alistair reported.
"Thanks. Everyone else can disperse to their own posts now. There will be no weekly meeting until further notice. I will call on you only when it is extremely necessary. Always be on the lookout for my summons. Report even the slightest bit of information when an anomaly occurs."
"Yes, master," they echoed in perfect synchronization before splitting up.
Wrath slumped herself on a chair and sparked up a cigarette.
"I can believe they had my hands tied behind my back," she exhaled aggressively.
"My subordinates had reported no significant changes in the subjects' routine. Things seemed to be going as planned," Alistair stood next to her.
