Chapter Twenty-Two
Mr. Genesis, as otherwise and formally called, had distaste for insubordination. Angel, with his youthful approach to executing well planned operations, was beginning to appear rowdy to him. Joe Genesis usually does not question his student's approach to operations like these. This growing pain within him seems to have risen from the fact that, things were falling out of plan. Angel was like a partner, of a sort, to his many organized Modus operandi (MO) tactics, and he was okay with such side-to-side almost equal business partnership. Right until now. He began asking himself questions. Should he have given Angel, the impression that it was okay for him to express his feelings about his dissatisfactions, overtly and explicitly, towards missions? So much that it could affect the special bond and trust they somehow shared between themselves. Joe somehow, was beginning to feel uncomfortable with this behavior; he felt the need to set some boundaries. He knew what he had to do. Things must fall into plan again, and Angel had to be brought to Order, and in this corporate relationship, it would be very beneficial for him as a handler. He knew this off-head.
Joe was hell-bent on carrying out his mission to rid off loose ends. Even if it means pushing all the buttons of the game to an urgy end.