"Don't let him out of your sight", Aldo commanded.
"Yes, sir", the subordinate took a polite bow before excusing himself.
A storm was brewing inside the man. He took a cigar and placed it between his thin lips. He fished out a lighter from his pocket and lit up the substance. He drew in his first smoke and exhaled it right out. Even so, he didn't feel his intense emotions lighten.
It was already suspicious this blue haired man showed up out of nowhere and made sure to stand out among his regular customers. If that wasn't enough to gain his attention, then taking his woman was just taking it too far. Well, even if it turns out he has nothing to do with her disappearance, he still needed to get rid of him. Dylan had become a thorn in his flesh.
An hour later
"Sparrow, target is on the move", a voice resounded over the phone pressed to Aldo's ear.
