Anderson rushed into Raphael's work room. The leader who had just sat down immediately greeted, "What's wrong?"
"Are you fucking kidding me !?" Anderson pulled on Raphael's collar and snapped.
"Hey, calm down." Raising both hands, Raphael still looked relaxed. "No matter how much you hate me, I'm still your boss, Anderson."
Anderson pushed Raphael and moved to the corner of the room, rubbing his face and sighing. Raphael then closed the door and asked again. "Does this have anything to do with Bob?"
Anderson's mouth opened for a moment. "Why does the way you talk sound so calm? He's dead. And I guess it's because of the serum you gave him! How can you give such an untested dangerous serum !?"
"I am also saddened by his death." Raphael took his work chair. The tone of his speech sounded normal. "And remember, you proposed the plan to confront Francesco Rosso directly to find out the location of Dovi Williams."
