George was as furious as hell. He was fuming and scattering things like a wounded lion.
Oh, Luke was so dead! That bastard. He told him he had done a clean job!! He couldn't even enjoy for twenty-four hours. He wouldn't take that! Never! That boy deserved to die!!
And the part that made his blood boil. Who was that guy? Who was he that had killed off most of his men within a short time like that? He even made the few that was left shiver and gone into hiding, just like him!
He had been relaxing in his room upstairs when he heard shooting and loud groans. He checked his security cameras and noticed that there had been an intruder. No, intruders. And his men had stationed themselves well to take them all down.
He was surprised as to why someone would raid this place. It was one of his most secluded hideouts. He didn't know what they wanted until he got a report that they had come for the girl. He saw it himself on the camera's footage.
