"What happened to your plan?" The man sitting in the barely lit office behind the massive oak table asked as he smoked his cigarette.
There was no trace of emotion in his voice. He was neither thrilled nor disappointed. He remained calm despite the rage building up inside him.
The thick puff of white haze lingered in the air, creating an eerie atmosphere in the darkened room. Indistinct noises came from a distance, but the room remained still as nothing moved except the two of them.
His face remained obscured from view from the visitor who entered his private space. The only sound that resounded on the walls was his erratic heart beating and uneven breathing. It was clear his fury was slightly getting to him.
"I know this incident had created a minor setback, but my men are already working on a new plan." The unknown man would not let this influential man intimidate him. He would remain in control of his emotion despite the circumstance.
