The beauties on the side were excited, some couldn't suppress their emotions, their admiration was clearly written on their faces.
"Notify Frederick, the deal takes place at three o'clock in the early morning the day after tomorrow." Chester Hanson commanded, slowly getting up, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette. He walked towards the muscular man, lowered his head and gave a few more instructions. His voice was so low that no one could really hear what he was saying.
"Yes, sir." The bulky man bowed in acknowledgement and set off to carry out his orders.
When he left the private booth, he glared at Tara Summer once more. Tara, however, was not one to back down and shot him a look in return.
The man was taken aback, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to step out of line in front of Third Master. Clenching his fists, he held his breath and stepped out of the room.
The underlying tension between the two didn't escape Chester Hanson's notice.
