Hux heaved out a breath, Wilmore was growling about his stubborn mother but he took after her! He strode to his bag and brought out letters.
"See them, they are enough to say that the numbers of imps madly increased."
Wilmore didn't answer him because he had no word to say and was aware of all. He was inclined to think about it.
"Call, Rave! I want to search about Miguel James and find out which whore he had slept with and parented that chicky boy. I want to know about his most darkest secrets."
Hux coughed, was he joking? Why would they send a stupid gambler after Miguel James?
"Are you sure that this idea can help us find allies?"
Hux doubted. He put those useless letters on the table.
"I am a no-good man, Hux! I thought at least you know what I am."
"Yes, you kissed the devil's hand, man, I have nothing to say. I am going to see Natasha, don't you want to menace her?"
"Hm, menace! Let out a word of menace if you want your guts to fall out on the floor."
